October 2009
1 post
first shitty attempt at making a mixtape
July 2008
2 posts
L-train
You’re Cute. I say
I know. She says
What’s your name?
I don’t know anymore.
You don’t know?
Yes, that is correct.
Can I give you one?
Sure, why not.
Ok, it’s Tony Brown.
Why am I Tony Brown?
Because you frown a lot.
You don’t even know me.
I can see wrinkles.
Fuck you.
Sorry, just small talk.
Well, I don’t want to.
Too busy frowning?
Yes. You got me.
Ok.
Frown.
Silence.
Frown.
Twitch.
Frown.
Do...
Sometimes I wonder if the crazy man who lives on my street ever wonders how many cats are enough.
June 2008
2 posts
Last night we drank a lot of vodka and rode around in a trailer attached to a ride on lawn mower until one of the wheels fell off.
Breath
Running up the street observing,
the people sitting on their porches,
and listening to my breaths as they heighten,
and the soft thud of my feet against the footpath.
Before long I will come to a shuddering halt,
but I will make sure it is away,
from the people sitting on their porches,
and I will suck in oxygen like it’s the only thing that matters.