The Moment I Get Up

The Death of a Habit
The Other Side of the Table
The Surface of the Liquid
The Archipelagoes of Brown Powder
The Sense of the Past
The Comfort The Warmth
The Sense of Well-Being
The Black Stain of the Remnant
of Undissolved Powder

(Long Island, 2001)

from the series : remembering/fortunes

Drinking coffee; always, always black.
Sharing oranges and popping popcorn.

Playing in the speedboat full of spiders
So much pleasure and pain
Like the pear trees in the backyard buzzing with the sound of bees.






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i'm trying everything

Coffee & Cream
No Coffee
....................
Black Coffee
-30-

gchat poem: feat. sokia

Sokia: happy birthday!
Sokia Kim: work work work
Thomas: thank you!
Sokia: what have you done to celebrate
Thomas: went to the grocery store
woke up early, that's something i don't get to do oftern
i went to the augusta house of pancakes
had a big breakfast
i have the day off
Sokia: woohoo partay
do the pancake dance
Thomas: probably go get some beer and drink it by myself while i'm sitting alone in the solitude of maine watching a documentary i got from the lithgow library on my very small computer
i figure i may as well go all out
Sokia: lol
Thomas: it's my birthday in maine!
Sokia: wonderful

gchat poem: feat. rafal

me: you really need to read more bukowski, he was a polok too
Rafal: polak
me: i stand corrected
yeah, watch the movie barfly
then watch
born into this
what are you doing
masturbating to some youttube porn?
Rafal: eating
me: same thing

gchat poem: feat. rachel

me: warm today?
Sent at 4:35 PM on Sunday
Rachel: its fine with a couple layers of coats
Sent at 4:36 PM on Sunday
me: nice, layering is 'in' when it's cold
your fashion is controlled by weather
by function
by throwing all your belongings onto the street
Rachel: ok
that was very profound and existential
me: it's nice then

excerpt : futile descriptions

All of this is like trying to take a picture of the moon,
ghostly in the sky. (the only ghost in the sky)
vampire, tide, infinity.

maine side walking

walking on the
snowy sidewalks
oh dread, oh dread
oh dread, oh dread
i think with
every step