For Grace, After A Party

You do not always know what I am feeling.
Last night in the warm spring air while I was
blazing my tirade against someone who doesn’t
interest
me, it was love for you that set me
afire,
and isn’t it odd? for in rooms full of
strangers my most tender feelings
writhe and
bear the fruit of screaming. Put out your hand,
isn’t there
an ashtray, suddenly, there? beside
the bed? And someone you love enters the room
and says wouldn’t
you like the eggs a little
different today?
And when they arrive they are
just plain scrambled eggs and the warm weather
is holding.

FRANK O'HARA

we need to speak

inside of me

cruelty!!!! self sabotage!!!

reading old emails

a lesson in pearl diving: we whistle in our baskets when we are done

sleeping for tomorrow

furniture is dragged/squeeling: people are getting it on/being aware of the their feng shui. hm, i'm more or less adjusting to a more habitable schedule, refined for experiencing at least seven hours of sun and a legitimate breakfast.

im so hungry now but so close for bed that i am just so so so excited for breakfast.






YE$$$$$$

R WE CATCHING DREAMS? R WE WAITING TO BE LOVED?

1/3, 2/3, 3/3

LOOKATMELOOKATME

my eyes are divided into fly pieces, a million pieces, and million bucks for all of your beer cups.


actually tea is my beverage of choice!

well today i lost my wallet

i am experiencing giant man magnificence right now. im better running at night and im meeting mr glass man and beyond in a few hours. sleeps a calling my bird!