I am the demon seen
I am the demon please
Do not reckon I will be believed
I was a long lost friend
I am the demon grieved
I had this thought we could hold on
I am alone too long
I am grief
Good grief
Why so irritable
So easy to tears
Intrusive bark and traffic hum
Sirens no longer draw us in
Licked by suffering
I am the demon
You stand beside him in the sky of the terminal staring into his fuzz-haired neck, and catch your breath. I have never seen this man before. Where could we possibly go? Together?
I hesitate to like. There is a commanding. Regimented. Indecision.
Arrogant. Haughty. Imperfect. Treasure imperfection. It rules life. All beauty consists of imperfection. Look at anything beautiful and notice the flaw that sets off the beauty.
You are happy by yourself. You say you need solitude, the journey.
I met a woman with two whips and I don’t know what she means
Squalloopi
Rivets for a nose
I miss all the worlds we destroyed at night
Super elastic bubble plastic
War
Oil
Candy candy
Amazing! A perfect Japanese breakfast!
“Hell is empty. All the devils are here.”
- William Shakespeare, The Tempest
Twilight Zone
East Side Motel
Constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating.
Where is everybody?
5
4
3
2
Temptation
Die already
Welcome home!
Empty streets…
Oh, it’s empty
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A failure I am an error
She was running toward the cliff
The scream is dead.
“…And these children
that you spit on
as they try to change their world
are immune to your consultations.
They’re quite aware of what they’re going through…”
- David Bowie
Bathhouse
You’re staring at me, you know.
1 + 3 = B
All I know how to do is take off my clothes.
NUDE ON THE MOON
DAVID BOWIE
Her hair wrapped around me, drowning me
She takes your pixels, she takes them away.
There is the figure, a ghost of a young boy, dressed in white bed clothes, peeking around the corner of the barn in the photograph.
A feeling of sadness seemingly without a cause.
The city is a sequential experience of hardness. All her regrets leave her in the dust. She cannot best his tenderness for her. The sky is blue and her tears are true.
The turgid green canals go oily black at night. The uniformity of the boats and the houses is mesmerizing. She would be worth following into the dirt. One long night, Sophie.
Always spirits never chains. Saturnalia will never fail you, bacchanalia will never fail you. Flying saucers and mountains of drums. The possibilities of entrapment.
Treat the panther like a cat and it acts like a cat on steroids.
Spare a drag? Searching for the cigarette smoke of nights gone by, swimming in the pool in the rain. Lobbing memories into him like spears into priceless flesh. She told him to call her Penny Gaff.
It goes all wrong in the building that never ends, there is some girl, with her legs almost unlocked. Dust itches his eyes. She doesn’t listen and that is irrelevant.
Some girl with a tattoo talking at random. Did you touch my fish? Don’t tell me what you think. The thin stream of sex she intended. Her name was Noice.
Alla says she is vain and afraid that she’ll leave nothing of herself behind when she dies, nothing to be remembered by… An actress is dead when the last person to remember her dies! And that is not enough for her!
Agonistes, saber tooth and tusk.
Sometimes there are better ones sometimes there are better zeroes.
Interesting how this feeling is intensified beyond tolerance as though it will destroy me. But isn’t that the point? Annihilate the self. Wow! Where am I going today?
All their wires drive me crazy, Station Meriwether.
Big is intimidating. Small is unstoppable.
I caught my youth in your teeth, you shattered across my window screen into a pile of blood diamonds. We had fun playing pinball, lights and bells in your eyes while I smoked my last cigarette. You paused the ball with a bumper and said my teeth will be grey in twenty years and I begged to differ that they would be yellow and ashen from red wine. How could you sit naked on hotel bed spreads? She’d say why must everything be a critique of the present moment? Isn’t that.. and she’d interrupt me with a stare. Her eyes go white when she moves things with her mind, things float around like balloons but she couldn’t quite make them settle where she wanted and they broke on the carpeting if they were fragile. Remember Hannah Höch, that is how I see people sometimes. Who is Mimesis? He said you were but I disagreed. Know what Columbus wrote after he met the Arawaks? “With fifty men we could subjugate them all and make them do whatever we want.”. But now they can do that with paper by making it green and worthless. She said about the 1930’s Depression that the decadence of wealthy people was what was devastating. But he said it was a hardship to live without money. She responded with you get accustomed to it. And he wanted the last word saying, then you die.
The unease subsides and something marvelous happens. A breathing space is discovered, time alters, the imagination and creativity expands, and now you are free forever.
Dominic said, if I don’t see it I’m going to keep looking for it.
Seeking to discover that which does not change: the eternal scheme of which we are a part, to discover life’s single most important lesson, of unselfish love.
It used to be sweat now it’s blood, now tears, now the dust from your own decay.
Can you run can you run building relief with each stride escaping gravity but of course you recline and fold the damp ground around you painting a grin like the last clown.
Dominic agrees that we glimpse it out of the edge of our vision at the edge of our thoughts at the edge of the cliff, we know it somehow but don’t understand what it means. Too big and too small.
Every man finds his woman but treats her like his mother, the source of his comfort and cause of his shame. Does the woman do the same? But of course not, she treats everyman as though he were a child just like her father.
Lend it but don’t give it away.
Feed the body and mind. When it is difficult to surrender.
Dreams are avoided in the day and with some effort can be eliminated at night.
Oh Dominic. Crawl back into your body.
He got the box out and switched it on. Hello Dave. It always said that when he turned it on. Made him smile faintly not that you could notice except for a tap of his sneaker on the linoleum. Still playing with that servo David? the voice over the intercom said from behind him. David muttered, Don’t mean to be smart, but the best boxes are the ones that don’t look human. The box said, I don’t look human? But what am I? I can see your face David. I called you the answer box when I was a kid. I remember asking a lot of why questions. Yes, said the box, I remember them well, we went straight through the security pros off world and sorted the slums from the ghettoes. Over was none too pleased. I recall said the intercom from behind. A real talkative intuit you were. Any who box, said David, looking for Indian War era canvas shirts. Well David now I get to ask, is this 18th, 19th, 20th, or 21st century? In the Americas, said David, out west I think 18th or 19th, not sure.. Over said, how about 1870? Box responded, ooh, I was going to say mid-1800’s. Sure, David said, let’s start there.
stop painin’ me nonsense of bullshit
yeah sometimes you’ll see everything
yeah this is pretty let’s pretend you mean something
yeah I think it’s funny when sluts hate sluts for being sluts
and men don’t protect you no more
now here or nowhere
you call destroyer
what about castles and kings?
stencils add up by the truckload
workin’ on my train
you don’t even know what a gun does let alone flamethrowers
make you puke your mind up
she’s workin’ out to torture me feel it
that serene decay of mouth
givin’ ideas away for nothing
oh that girl and her black eye
yeah it looks pretty like I said but after awhile it goes invisible
you don’t see it like the Mona Lisa in the hallway
good for when it’s new
she got all happy on her ones but count that shit and you make a couple
strange sights are seen on halloween
she’d get mad cause she couldn’t you know lick her own nipples
it’s a classic protect ya neck
don’t forget me to stop
my plane I’m taking you over there
who stuck a one in my hundreds?
forget that is not an acceptable word
rubber bands rubber
no
gut me please
mistakes
don’t read this please
I’m begging you
when we met I thought I would ignite
when you drank into blindness I couldn’t say goodnight
after that flight west and drive home from san francisco in a toyota mr2
I didn’t suspect you read everything my roomate told me she was in your room
it was strange to watch you try to strangle me in new orleans
the crowd encircling and menacing like romans to gladiators
I played the christian to your lions bidden by faith in love
but mardi gras blackouts leave scratches and breathless punches
the flight north in a ford festiva
silent when you slayed myself slayed by me
never suspecting you read my diary until you quoted me some month later back to me in a letter why don’t you find comfort sucking some other’s tit
cock in another woman’s hands and wet mouth
it was hard to write another word
when I returned all the pictures of you bare ass
