third walk
The present
& the deep
past share walls
Sadistic
exploits
document/ed
neighborhood living on
the bacchanal panels
This is pure hell or the punk
rock origins
of a city
Another
day in the
life of
a spider
Conrad fixes
Molly's computer while I tour
Araki's Tokyo. Stickmen. Someone said it
out loud & my brother is at the East Side
Club in 1982. "Old head." Oh bondage up
yours. We echo this in different languages.
Each of us borrow an eye from Robert the
Bruce, watching the spider legs dangle.
Out of
the coffin & into
the
nightlife
faux robotic
figures on the blinking
ground floor
\baby blue\
Weirdly elegant
limbs & viscera
cute boys girls
in uniform
spaceship over
the dancespace
\scarlet
orange\
Strap-on baby
dolls
spacehooker
garb pills
sweat cute girls
boys in uniform fish
fumes morning
\dawnshadow black\
Tribes of rearrangers
gleam
rugged inner edges
shapes hover
poised to occupy
this liminal space
of
raised (unchanged)
expectation
Bones reclothed boards
collected this
poem this wall
only emphasizing
an illusion of closure
The book
in this hand I
wish I couldn't
read for just
a moment There's
a dog
up there
all
it takes is a
dwarf
star to get
me thru this
just one
fucking star in
the sky
fourth walk
Fire
Chicken
gobble gobble
that's
our
bird
Fire
Chicken
presides
over
the secret
brotherhood
Fire
Chicken
shares
bald
eagle
shreds
Sirens
under
the bridge
our
Fire
Chicken's
in some
real
trouble
This is the new
world disordered
Cast concrete
sand-blasted perspectives
of a world park in glass
mosaic
Lunch is being
eaten
on every
continent
Gold cones fleck
lava outside
the
hotel
lobby
Let's have a
sandwich
Art critic Douglas Blau called
Ned Smyth's
installation at 12th & Ludlow
a "backdrop
for meditation and impassioned
play." A
man sits under a palm w/ a
banana. His
outfit changes from moment to
moment.
He is wearing a parka. A
yeaumolka. A
kilt. A kimono. A fez.
(Oil Bottle Poems Found in Harry's Occult Shop)
Lucky Root
Lucky Hand
Hi John Con
Lucky Black Cat
__________
Oriental Love
Come to Me
True Love
French Love
__________
Happy Marriage
Intimacy
Trust Me
You Me Forever
__________
G is for geometry
G is everywhere
G is glowing over
Ben
Franklin's shoulder
Quick w/ the dip
& improv
in the shop
the orgy in the lodge
of the 9 muses
He watches us
in his apron wig & beaver
If drag queens ruled the world
no kabals no secrets
the temple of
solomon
could be re-imagined differently
Conrad: " We need
to look at some
chocolate after that experience." A
chocolate ear on a plate is sold as
"The Mike Tyson Special." A choc-
olate man I think is Teddy Roosevelt
is nobody, really. I'm seeing Masons
everywhere.
fifth
walk
George Evans saw a sign in a
saloon
painted in gold letters:
"A
man who dies rich dies disgraced."
A. Carnegie- Liar, Philanthropist, Thief
Under it in red:
"You can't eat
books."
A. Worker- Robbed & Cheated
Shoes soundtrack
evening
rushing down
bronze station angels
to take the wounded
away
Watchers
tunnel
home to trains where
is
this
home is
this the place
S O
B
E R
1 letter per pane in
the fourth floor
factory windows
A bum lies down
in the gravel
tired of throwing
rocks
at
the glass
no ladders
no steps to
the
spire
Sun beats
on the drafts
up there
the crucified
bird
the crucified
christ
the resurrections
waiting to escape
the
tower
A
secret admirer of Thomas Eakins
marked the site of his studio with a
plaque. The woman working at the
Valu-Plus says the workspace has
been sealed for 40 years. I've been
told I look like Eakins in a black
turtleneck. Some days the room up
there looks like mine.
Rolling stone
lips
light the
parking
lot wall
Rolling stone
kiss taste the salt
of
the
earth
A bronze keeps
me
company on a locust
walk bench
he
whispers
"Genius
deviance where would I be without it"
I touch
his knee
I answer
I hear you man
I hear you