really like that
go outside
have yourself
a good
look

television follows violence
as
the world
changed

you will find
out
instantly

it took a
scientist
to invent
french vanilla creamer
it took a campaign
to get
you
to pour some in
your
cup
it took a lawyer
who
had quit
smoking cigarettes
to be
convinced

at last
small
victories

this is more like painting
today only
putting on the television
filling out some papers
driving you to college
going for chicken and
waffles
all make believe

there
is a
point and
it is
being driven
in
by your father

there is this guy
on
tv
yelling

there is this
other guy
on the
tv
yelling
louder
or
maybe faster

there is a
point
and
it’s
being driven in
somewhere

as if
we
were all
alone

the thing
with
writing
is
everybody does it

it is going to be awhile

it’s the last
for
those who
do not
want to be connected

it’s a book being
written
about us

being written about
you

just another
day
in clearwater

so close

make time
go
play in the sand

nearly woke up
made it
thru
the day anyway

fit to be
drawn
shoes
on a stick
figure

stuck
in earth’s
orbit

surrender to the
moonlight wait for
the taxi
home

tears by the dozen
someone
is counting
backwards

a refill
the empty glass
filled with trouble

deep breathing in
a coma
shades and textures
tactile indifference

believe you said
in what i wonder
shifts the shape
poverty in 3
dimensions

takes a train
sits in back
plays the harmonica

you never really got
paid

move there
and you will
never
have to take
another
vacation

hums like
a small engine
the sound of music
only you can
make

now it echoes
moves from
room to room
skips a couple
you need to
come back
and re-appear

maybe everywhere
touching you
then it breaks