Lunar Poem

for jess,

some
things
take
a
long
time

lunar
eclipses
are
one
of
them

bringing
pizza
to
my
mouth

is
the
other
one

probably what i wrote to jess earlier today in my underwear while listening to Albert Hammond Jr. who i don't like that much

i sat for while this morning. and wrote some chunks of stuff that were supposed to be poems. they are mostly shit. but i am bored. and outside is hot. i have a sunburn.

bryan smoke condoms
behind ice cream & bubble gum factories
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is that frowny face in front of an ass :)((
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wanted:
female with mallable limbs
& a love of breakfast time
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i put (not) everything on the wall
took it down
looked and squinted:
crooked
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one in particular was about a robot.

I turned a robot into
my ass using Jesus Magic
I saw on mom's TV.
It nibbled my bark dust
and called me "saggy nips"
and "totally girlfriend"
like telling secrets.
Now he is my ass. I
sit more now and fart
to make sure he's learning.

reading will either lead to my poverty or will make me into a shining god with wings and a little halo

all i care about this summer is reading books and hopefully not going broke and living on the streets.

i traded in a bunch of books i've had since i was in high school a couple of day ago. books i'll never read again like stephen stephen king and THE ODYSSEY and got a bunch of cool new books:

empire of the nun J.G. BALLARD (i'm not sure if this is going to be good)
where you'll find me ANN BEATTIE
rock springs RICHARD FORD
self-portrait in a convex mirror JOHN ASHBERRY



I went up to the college today and picked up alice notley's book ALMA, or THE DEAD WOMAN (granary books). the book is huge. i'm excited. big ass books of poetry normally scare me (all the books by HOMER).

then i rode my bike downtown. i got dirty looks twice from people in cars. they forget that a person on a bike is a super pedestrian and i don't have to take their shit.

it was nice to go feel the wind in my face today though.

i just finished reading CHILLY SCENES OF WINTER by anne beattie, last night. it was fantastic. it was sad and real and funny. it reminded me of what CATCHER IN THE RYE: THE LATER YEARS would be like(but in a good way). not in a shitty sequel way like Cinderella 2 or Guess Who's Talking 2. not so over-dramatic.

i also finished reading BED by tao lin. a great book of short stories where the characters thoughts are so funny, sad, and real that it almost hurts. i plan on maybe doing an actual review soon. stay tuned.

i still need a job.

anyone in Ashland know a place that's hiring or owns a place that wants a young, handsome, intelligent, hard-working, employee?

any suggestions for books i should read?


tip of the day: do not eat a grilled ham and cheese sandwich and then take a sweaty bike ride.