Nobody's creekbed

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Tuesday, November 29, 2011

For all the things that did happen,
many more might have.

That one time. . .
in this one place. . .

I cannot remember his name. . .

Friday, November 25, 2011

Here we thought that we might trick the rain.

Clever, gluttonous,
Pleased and smug;
Our special conquest, our timely triumph--
Who won?

This need at the heart of you,
This disconnection--
Black Friday exacts its yearly toll and these fuckers have you exactly where they want you.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

No one really told us what we were doing,
But it took listening nonetheless
To fall in love with song.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011


dreams of flying fish

a series of calls

out here under stars
graced by fire
in love with one another

Saturday, November 12, 2011

We had to realize that only a very small part of it was known to us. And we kept moving.

Wednesday, November 09, 2011

He started going around in a mask but he was not super and he was not evil. He was gray and he was scared. The city was not, nor would it ever be, watching out for itself, but neither could he it. There are no names for the bigger things. The sound of things changing into other things as heard in the well of the body. "Watery you," he liked to say to himself.

As night turned again into morning he took his place upon the skyline. Magic is survival. Survival magic. And unlike everything else in the world magic is quiet.

Monday, November 07, 2011

Not knowing anything.
That old familiar friend
Has come around again.
Not knowing anything.

It was autumn and we held counsel.

Friday, November 04, 2011

Campaign To Re-brand America
"New State Slogans"
Freckle and Sons Media Consultants

"Too many white people."

"It will cost you to drive through here."
"Chicken legs, chicken everything." 
"Toby Keith--he's alright."

"Outsized, unwieldy." 
"The ol' President hole." 
"Evolution stops here."

"Move, we dare you."
"Like a hot knife in the sun."
"Land of the mean, dirty sweat."

"Slip into a pair of big shorts."
"Take your shirt off."
"Get burnt."
"Birthplace of metal."
"Unnatural Anomaly" 

"Fuck off; I'm tryin to find this thing..."
"Having another soda-pop!"

"You act as though we give a care."
"Readership Down"

"We bury you above ground."

"Everything's Normal Over Here"

"Anything goes."
"Oh my god. . ."

"It's a state."
"That one guy." 

New England
"You moved away from here."

"A good place to pick up some shit." 
"Knock three times on the door, walk down to the corner."

"Another thing you can do."

"If we could we would throw another right angle in there."
"Your uncle might be in our penitentiary." 


"You could hide here."
"Bottom's Up." 

North Carolina
"Still voting for Jesse Helms."
"Still smoking cigarettes."

"Doubling always for Siberia in Rocky V."

South Dakota
"Remembering the buffalo in our own special way."

New York
"Madness is an itch you can never reach."

"Less inviting than you would hope."

"We used to be the west."
"Make something in a cave."
"Flat on top, hilly down below."
"Show-me-but-I-ain't-lookin State" 

"Oh Duane. . ." 

"10% Less Butterfact"

"We kinda tried."
"It does not make any sense to us either."
"Making another 3 Musketeers."

"A mirror this big should be scaring the fuck out of you."
"Sleeping with the lights on."

District of Columbia
"Trying to cement 'history'."
"Baldly Going Where Every Man Has Gone Before"

New Mexico
"Stop and think for a minute."

Thursday, November 03, 2011

Always light,
Always humor,
Always weirdness


Wednesday, November 02, 2011

Then fear
I dreamed
I would meet you here