Un-well pills

Lung-cough lurching sweat

the bed bending inward

there is too much sunshine for this...

too many bees nibbling on purple bulbs

outside my window

too many birds and wind chimes sighing

its unfair

to not have a say in the weather

Prolong the weekend (a Dramatic Retelling)

Skipping the shit about waking up sick

or running out of money

or spending hours in traffic with the same damn CD

It might have been one for the record books

Infection resurrection

all these

entangled in your mummied roots--and you there

standing before me in the sunset, all your glory

in your form!

-Allen Ginsberg

Stolen while In Bruges

Ken: How did your date go?

Ray: My date involved two instances of extreme violence, one instance of her hand on my cock and my finger up her thing, which lasted all too briefly - isn't that always the way? - one instance of me stealing 5 grams of a very high quality cocaine and one instance of me blinding a poofy little skinhead, so, all in all, my evening pretty well balanced out...fine.