" *: May 2008

Friday, May 30, 2008










I'm listening but I just had a random thought














I love it when you stand close

and whisper

while we are completely alone




nothing amorous or suggestive


just describing bits of your day

















Friday, May 23, 2008

Mae is smoking




"So I walked up to this guy who was singing along to 'Born to run'."

"What is that?"

"What do you mean what is that? It's a song."

"of course."

"Who says 'what is that?' when someone is talking about a song?"

"If its playing someone does. Maybe something like 'what is that song playing'."

"It's not playing now."

"I know. I was just making a point." He said playing with his napkin.

She stared at him and then down at her hands and then back up at him."So I asked this guy to borrow his matches..."


"I thought you quit?"

"I made a mistake of starting again last weekend."

"You can smoke at Union?"

"No...well I know this place..but listen. This guy immediately launched into this huge monologue about himself..."

"Where do you smoke there?"


"What?"

"You said something about a place."


"Its a pocket where the cooks go. I'm over there a lot so they've clued me in...its no big deal."

"Its because your beautiful."

"Will you listen."

"I'm just saying. I mean I was never clued in."

"You don't smoke."

"Of course there is that."

Wednesday, May 21, 2008















it is calling



screaming at me from my mundane
I am uncomfortable
not agitated


feeling powerful and seen as more than ready

with a coach screaming
another one misqouted



and a direction unmapped











Saturday, May 17, 2008











he believes there are two


but I've cleared the way to one
now I see only your strength
not my frailty.







if i am correct


I seek more to enhance your strength







you see your strength







I see my purpose













Thursday, May 15, 2008

Anthony at the station

"So I told him my name is Anthony at the station...."

"Do you use the @ symbol or is more just the the word 'at'?" He stared at me for a moment then studied a woman who just walked past us. "That's a resonable question right?" I added.

"Yea. On my website I just use 'at'. You think thats smart?"

"What?"

"Using 'at' instead of @?"

"I don't know."

"I mean people know me as Anthony at the station..."

"You make them say the whole thing?"

"What do you do?"

"I say the whole thing because it is a proper way of seperating you from the other Anthony, and to mock you like the rest of your friends, because of your low traveled store at the station. We didn't think you would turn it into a..a way of life."

"Your jealous of my skills to create this brand."

"Yes of course." I said as our waitress filled our water glassess.

"I am a ass paleontologist."

"How's that."

"That woman was more of a Mastodon..."

I stare at him. "Ok you are creating a brand? Like Diddy?"

"I am epic."

He says this and then nothing else as I search his face. "What are you saying?"

"I don't know."










it is here
walloping,












and asphyxiating





me


throttling so I can see




what I'm not













i find the room





directed







i give







to finally experience


















Tuesday, May 13, 2008

is anyone listening?












Doesn't mean that I will stop








I can't






I can only sit with my hands in my lap


















even though the box is so tight











no smoking
no drinking
no carousal












nothing missing











I am focused




Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Mae

"How many drinks did you have?"

I drunk till the evening went into a dysfunctional fade." She she said grabbing a crumbeled pack of cigarettes left at a table next to them. Fishing a broken one up, she remembered she didn't smoke anymore. "I need another vice."

"Alcohol is playing all the roles for you right now."

"You sound like my liver." She said reaching over and pinching a piece of his cake and shoving it into her mouth.

"No I am more like your pancreas."

"Hey I got an idea. How about we go back to your place." She lowered her eyes and found his.

"And what?"

"You know."

"No I don't."

"Has it been that long? In the past you would have...what? Commandeered a police horse and threw me on the back of it."

"Yea and we would've sailed down Michigan Ave. with me barely on getting doored by cabs."

"You know I changed my mind I want to go home and go to sleep." She whispered.

"Of course."

"I hate sounding like a man all the time."








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