Wednesday. 9/30/09

the sun room.
this fog is supposed
to kill fleas.

Tuesday. 9/29/09

all the names
you're learning, all the
names are good

Monday. 9/28/09

all of the
new developments
are empty

Sunday. 9/27/09

Kenny G;
Celestial sax
Man slings cheese.

Saturday. 9/26/09

the sanctuary.
a bribe is a gift of knives.
my confirmation.

Friday. 9/25/09

The paper work is
Distressing; you look at me
Like "what the fuck...man?"

Thursday. 9/24/09

Leaves start to
Fall...there will be more...
A lot more.

Wednesday. 9/23/09

The sun sets.
You party; you watch
The sun rise.

Tuesday. 9/22/09

Head shop of my youth;
We know the skull bong. We see
Infinity's End...

Monday. 9/21/09

babies the
world over babble
just the same

Sunday. 9/20/09

Night and rain
And framed in light, deer
In the yard.

Saturday. 9/19/09

Calendars from the
Golden Age contain meetings,
Ancient appointments.

Friday. 9/18/09

I hear you out there.
You keep talking about all
The crazy patterns.

Thursday. 9/17/09

Before the
Fire alarm, we trade
Anecdotes.

Wednesday. 9/16/09

The morning is dark.
The rain on the roof creates
A different sound.

Tuesday. 9/15/09

The sound of
Acceleration
On our street

Monday. 9/14/09

The back roads
Of California;
A new moon.

Sunday. 9/13/09

It was your
Damned idea, but I
Think it's grand

Saturday. 9/12/09

Different forms like
Water, together; red tape
On the horizon.

Friday. 9/11/09

a slow difficult
birth, the labor went on for
about forever

Thursday. 9/10/09

Why don't we
just keep this about
Santa Claus?

Wednesday. 9/9/09

What did we learn here?
I learned not to pick a fight
With Lou Ferrigno...

Tuesday. 9/8/09

Somewhere between the
Emotional mind and the
Reasonable mind...

Monday. 9/7/09

curious
participation
in the rite

Sunday. 9/6/09

you can't sleep...
perhaps it's the shit
in your pants.

Saturday. 9/5/09

china cabinets
house family photos and
books about the war

Friday. 9/4/09

Your food. Some wayward
Shrimp dish. It smells just like a
Wharf on a hot day.

Thursday. 9/3/09

we talk about the
civil war, waiting for word
from the hospital.

Wednesday. 9/2/09

Imagine yourself

As a bottle of water;

Wait--I mean body...

Tuesday. 9/1/09

it isn't

hard to dig a grave

after rain.