November 13, 2017

I’m Blind with Something and I’m Not Sure What

Or when I don’t got it in me

The thing about mile 21 of a marathon is that it’s boring af

Or it has a dumb-ass hill where nobody in their right mind would put a hill

But you could say that about any one of a half dozen massive pieces of NYC infrastructure but there you have it and you have it just working out

I have this note on my wallet that says, “We’ve been there and precious and and and dark and mannerist” though that last word is a scant readable mess

I wrote it while I was driving and it makes perfect sense to me

For this autobiographical(ish) thing where I just catalog all the swings and phases and moods of our lives these past 40 years ago

That just made me think of “We Didn’t Start the Fire” lord help me, but that shit ruled the radio like a year

Right around the time of “Don’t Worry Be Happy,” right?

And I don’t need to catalog everything that was going wrong right about then.

Pick up your feet when you’re walking, Jamie

Location:Garden City Dr,Hyattsville,United States

November 12, 2017

You Have Thumbs, You Have Darkness

It comes back to A machines

It comes back to As You’d Like It

It comes back to Sound and Color

We have things we aren’t proud of

There’s trying to change and changing

Questions of speed and the grand what-for

You can have a balcony in you like

We can flood it with Golden Hours

Vista vs. vantage point

The conditions coming together just so

Location:New Hampshire Ave NW,Washington,United States

November 10, 2017

Oh + Well + Oh + On

Why do you make it dangerous?

So many bruised pathways
So much bruised fruit

The funny things looking too close again
Make a circle of it or send it packing

I could share something, I could try and convince you of something, I could fool both of us

What are Fridays for?

Location:Southwestern Blvd,Halethorpe,United States

November 4, 2017

It Just Goes

Attaboy is just steps from this AirBnB — I highly recommend it

The thing about preparation

The thing about all these logged miles

There are so many rules and you follow most all of ‘em

But white sneakers are good any time of year

All the alls and the leather tools, too

Like your little dog, like Sunday, like severance and satisfaction

Because one thing will always follow another and it’s up to you to do any stitching

Like the cat when the box is opened

Like another bank collapsing

Like a search engine just doing it for you

On any given day in any given November

It keeps coming up heads

Thor’s hammer is flawed and it will fail

What then? and

Do you want sugar with that?

Location:Eldridge St,New York,United States

November 3, 2017

The Front, the Back


Do you wanna hear about the basic things?

The grass?

The fox curled up in the neighbors front yard come 4am?

The firepit made heavy with night after night of ash?

The sound of a ridiculously dry fire is sometimes no sound at all

Pull it together s we can pull it all apart

Pull it tighter

Push off

This is the way home even if you’ve never been home before

Location:Woodland Ave,Philadelphia,United States

October 22, 2017

Bar Top Bar Talk

Because human isn’t good enough

Watches and instant replays and radio telemetry

Soaring glass towers soaring for every season

Let me help you with that and that and that a thousand times over

It’s not all snakes and tails because it’s those things so quickly

Blink blink blink-blink-blink whole generations forward

Faster until nothing faster than a left turn

There was jumping before there were humans. Believe.

I’m here and now and you’re what?

All of me coming and going day by day and all of you, too

Look at the way the sun comes through it all

That motherfucker

Location:S Hope St,Los Angeles,United States

October 17, 2017

Make Sense of It / I Remember

Make sense of it
I mean make some sense of it
Making sense
Make make make
Trenton River train crosses
Take your time but not too much

I remember
Remember when?
Do you remember?
We remember
I remember
Remembering the way that we were

Lock the door and leave
Lights off
Lights on a timer
Street lights
Gas lamps

Historic districts every day

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

October 11, 2017

Yes Yes and You All and Good Night

Like a gun but dependent

Every word like flowers, that is both a noun and a verb, and flipping back and forth from singular to plural

Rabbit-duck; old lady-young lady; vase-two profiles looking at each other

Yes-and yes-and yes-and like I-got I-got I-got

Snapping to and the power of both

Some skulls are gray, I mean

And you can’t buy them in stores, at least not legally

Stuck in that slapback a moment, and a moment longer

For effect

You see that cliff? And that one?

There’s another.

You’re gonna love the Second Act.

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

October 10, 2017

Some Things Small

Sums, tangents, strict adherence
To vetted protocols, Corvettes of every states

Stage managers stage managing
Like Lords around Christmastime

Fellow follies fled failed nations
Grown great we think with all the ending

The thing about amoebas
That thing you do
The prevalent nepotism in the last second of Earth’s history

The role of change and all the other things you squirreled away
I mean I mean I got I got I got
Imagine a circle on the floor around you

Is it chalk or salt or sand?
Ask yourself, regions, relentless

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

October 9, 2017

There Is a Dance

There is a bend in the road

There is the final touch to a fine drink

There is a candy bar all the way down low

Or a comb and some other something you lost track of

Calling back to your first favorite game

There are opposites that come together every summer

Then every week and even every day if you want it

Grids are the last to fall away and the first to come back

Skewing used to take perspective

Now are the days of sunflares without sun and shutter clicks without shutters but nobody really needs to sweat all that

We’ve been living past need a long time now

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

October 1, 2017

I See You There with Your Zero Fucks

And I’m the guy with all the fucks

There are so many great dams in the world generating so much power but the Hoover seems the only one I can name so picture it

Those crazy power poles jutting out sideways all the way down have stuck with me

Just like so much of that drive from Virginia to San Diego and so much of the sprint back

Just one finger, just one story, just one hill or one cloud or one night

Find some thread and unspool it

Find a bag and rip it open, rip it up

My beard grows a little everyday and grows a little whiter

I wear what I wanna a little more often

I see a lotta sunrises

I wear what I wanna a little more often

And boulders and chainlink fences and knots, y’all

The winds at my back, the winds in my face, the sun’s up high but shadows all around

I need water and all I have are Sundays stretches out all around me

I need water and

I’m the guy with all the fucks or I wish I was

I wish I were

I wash a lot, I wear a lot, I wind it out

Location:Scott Dr,Baltimore,United States

September 30, 2017

Can’t Always Be All Blue Skies

I’ve never had it in me to sleep all day

But even with South Beach outside my door, I’m wishing I could in this funny little room with its tiled floor and honest-to-god murphy bed

Yesterday the clouds and the piers and the rock jetties and the kids fishing and the men fishing and all the Miami clothes

Yesterday all the hurricane damage remnants in piles along the streets and fencing

Yesterday the humidity and whatever is wrong with my heel or my Achilles’ tendon and that whole situation worrying me

Yesterday with aromatic Dutch-Indonesian food that reminds you why this is a perfect corner of the country and the only other group in the place was this family and their child’s laugh so much like my child’s laugh at that younger age and yet it was the flavors giving me deja vu for something that distinctly never happened and I still don’t know what

So many of the streetlights out

So many of the walks dark

So many Benzes so many black so many gleaming

Margaret talks about how when she gets behind on drinking water some days she feels like she can never catch up

But eventually she’ll sleep and eventually she’ll start over

I can’t tell if I’m never here or if I’ve always been here

Something like, thanks for playing

That’s where I’m at

Location:Ocean Dr,Miami Beach,United States