GoogleReader is under the influence
of three cups of coffee
or a few beers with friends
the energy you'll need
to fill the air in pyramids.
he reads the AP release.
the AP release dodges his eyes
in waves and sandy shifts.
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the heart is a book bag.
the store clerk knows
exactly what to say to the people
who will not buy anything.
she does not judge them.
breaking news, barricade breached,
one man sustained injuries.
fire placed under control.
the red-head closes his eyes
and watches TV sitting straight up.

Something going on behind glass involves a turtle.

Life downsizes along the lake.

I’m going to be heartbroken inevitably.

Beneath the heart a complete bucket rusts.

We always imagine the branch-hidden field where the drugs kick in.

I want to exist where drugs kick in.

the man with the blue hat skips steps,
the scarfed woman doesn't.

i sleep above the vacant
native american novelty store.
i sleep with open eyes.

as i'm reading a nytimes article online
my eyes close twice and my brain falls asleep twice.
after waking up the second time,
i read a paragraph that says the company the man
worked for played no role in his scheme.
i slowly fall asleep again,
then wake up, thinking: the company
is like water to a water skier.
then i see a seatbelt falling into water
that is rushing past a boat.
i'm falling asleep again;
everything. . . the whole world is falling
in to the water-skier's water.

my favorite song is kate is great by the bouncing souls
i once sang along with four hippos, riding in a car,
almost shouting the lyrics, while it played on the honda civic
factory installed cd player.
we were driving past my elementary school,
where someone stomped by glow-in-the-dark football T.
ten years later, as i lie in bed next to someone,
we say 'patagonia', pronouncing the last syllable 'nya'.
a big snake belly slides over the room.
a bearded lawyer makes an outline for his argument
against the volume of car commercials.
skateboarder anthony pappalardo's skate footy
makes me feel better.
it almost cures the anxiety which i couldn't earlier defeat
by eating a chicken cutlet sandwich.

i watched vbs.tv, a video on west virginia coal mining
after a video on anthony pappalardo
it got to be 3am
then i went to pee
i saw the orange light from the street lamp
my floor was covered with clothing
so that it was clothes-covered-floor
then bed, then curtain hanging over orange light
i was wearing 3 pairs of socks
then the blue-light-skylight thing
then i watched 'the wrestler' and turned it off
because i don't like violent people
i don't like pitchers that hit birds with pitches
wrestlers that vomit or overly nice police officers
police officers, i don't know
i like the simpsons they are so detached from time
they aren't too anything

it's 6:30 am
there's a blue light coming through
the cracks in my bedroom's door
i haven't slept yet tonight
there's always a blue light somewhere
where was my hyper-conscious sense
it was coming from the skylight
i looked up to it and felt cold
i peed then ran back to bed,
afraid

i'm wearing an XXL t-shirt, flannel pajama pants,
and three pairs of socks.
this is because ascribe to mountain therapy.

'little bitch, little bitch' in my head,
again and again because of how i reacted when i noticed the rat
near my foot.

before that two young girls were kissing on the subway
one of them had a banjo, the other wore her hood up.
'i know the words to every tune you've ever played on your bloody banjo'

i know them because i'm...

i'm a big smiling mountain with a yellow face.
tomorrow i'm sleepy and sad. i'll be in a confused zone of detachment.
what i do doesn't lead to anything.

i'm big and smiling. seconds of time are marking my brain's deterioration.
my face is yellow and i'm big and smiling.

there's a blue light coming from the computer screen

i wish... i have nostalgia for the lecture halls in IRC

the long dark lobby with the full length windows were good

i laid down and napped on the couches there once
in between classes

i liked sitting in the back of the lecture hall
with my hood on while other people
who did the reading assignments answered the teacher's questions

i'm watching college football again
go nebraska!

i miss going to the mall or mount kisco
with the intent to buy cds

even though i only went to mount kisco
for cds a couple times

there was a new and used shop
exile on main street