there's a death lake high in the mountains
of up state new york
which i always mention
because new york is my state
it could be like japan
if any other place

there's no people there
just loons
and the loons
do a job of guarding souls

you can stop and look at this
through an avenue of tree trunks
they take your soul
when you hear them
at night fall into the lower lake

i'm yearning to describe
the air around that sound
the air and the sound are seperate

i'm a person with stronger arms
when i sleep i sleep like a bear
the snores shake the radiator
the windows fog up
my arms are serious machines
they've been disconnected from the internet
i'm going in to a party mode
when i stand
you are looking at me
there is a light behind my head
i'm holding a glass by it's rim
my arms are versatile

Upstate New York is a wise older brother.
There's a live shot of the nation’s capitol
Smoldering through steam.
A person on TV says ‘this country’
That's all needed to describe.
I’m looking up at the satellite dish
On the truck,
Waiting for it to move.
The guy wants to point it in another direction.
He looks at me for a moment,
but is trying to listen to the other man.
I walk away thinking ‘I don’t want to distract him’.
He’s training to find satellites.

people search the tunnel for their souls.
i would put on neva dinova and waltz with myself.
that's boring though, i know.
i have cake. not 'that good cake', but cake.
idk. people were together
they were all in my party. idk.
the warm air followed late in the night.
even though it was late, the snow became rain.

the snowy weather continues into the evening
all the news channels stop at 11pm
and give up

discarded toys are freezing to death somewhere
last night i sat on my ankles too long

tv, video games, and sports
are strengthening in their gravitational pull

there are no objects, or rational intentions that are bad
some dogs wander into subway tunnels
some ants leap from trees

where does energy go when it dies?

i was at the jets game with you

when i was peeing i thought

it felt like a factory farm

like humans are raised to be killed

when they scored a touchdown

we were happy

because they scored a touchdown

the happiness might have been artificial

they just want our money

i think i'm going to make a christmas present
i already started working on the present

looking over my shoulder at some bottles
on my desk i thought they looked like buildings
in a city skyline

i totally didn't plan this
sick of poems that like try and figure things out
'discover' new things

my eyes hurt when i woke up this morning
there was a person in my bed who kept
pushing their body into mine

it was so warm
monday night football bitches
dolla dolla bill yall

there is a website with every simpsons episode on it
some of the episodes are dead
which means the video is no longer 'hosted' or something

i'm going to an nfl game tomorrow
excitement is brewing in my chest
i want the green team to win

my favorite basketball team is the new york knicks
they are the only new york team with orange in their uniforms
except maybe the islanders
i don't watch the islanders a lot though

i ate an eggroll earlier
someone gave it to me
they didn't finish what they ordered from the chinese food place

right now i smell windex
there is a bottle of windex near by

someone handed me a letter that is meant for someone else
i'm going to leave it here on the desk for them

i think i'm going up town tonight
i just want to drink three beers and not really talk a lot
actually i want to go to my aparment and burn incense

all of my co-workers are going to the christmas party
downstairs that starts in 23 minutes
i'm going to go to the party at 10pm
when it's almost over

i like how the cafeteria at my job has low lighting

there were people sitting face to face in the booths, talking

i put cookies, a chicken sandwich, and some chopped potatoes
on a paper plate and took a plastic fork from the tray

after i finish eating those things, i can hear my voice moving
around in my head

it's pushing on the remnants of the food in my mouth

today i'm doing good work by reading at a fast rate
concentrating on not internally vocalizing
and thinking about the concrete meanings of words, sentences,
and paragraphs

i sent an email asking for professional advancement

the fact that other people are reading somewhere makes me feel safe