Thursday, October 29, 2009

Jazz Etiquette

jazz sessions. görlitzer park. do you have friends anyway? will you sleep alone tonight? rico. harmonica holster. tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk. wait your turn for the rhythm then BLOW. fingers do the anticipation dance, the rhythm jitterbug. hunched over black and ivory. matte brass. closed eyes and breathe... breathe. bum bum BUM bum of calloused fingers. you close your eyes as it is the sense of least importance here.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Why I will never have a 6-pack

Real Butter
Whole Milk
Crusty Bread
Pecan Pie
Birthday Cake
Pork Belly
Wine Wine Spritzers

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Cumulus / The Sum of Your Parts

from the balcony: tangible mass
soft, puffy, and formidable

from the balcony: slow
creeping across the sky, but traveling at a rate
faster than i can keep up

up close: translucent
it's cold and the wind carries billions of water droplets
in the same, different direction

up close: you're just your parts
i see right through you