untitled jan 4, 2012
Brian Mazo, quit driving backwards on The Bay Bridge in my dreams.
Leslie Robinson, your lasagna is perfect.
Jill Scott, any time I can do anything to cheer you up, just let me know
(and, thanks for the hospitality).
San Francisco, I know it’s bad, but it’s gonna be alright.
I didn’t see it happen, so maybe we made the shift.
On this warm winter night, I recount a dream – leaving out bits – to save time.
The Sea frightened me more than it used to.
The flash fell off my camera… which I prefer.
Saw Orion’s dick for the first time … large, flacid … as he pointed towards The Moon.
Two hundred meteors foretold. We can’t see them here.
Did climate change kill the Mastodons, or was it hubris and greed?
jamezicarius 