Tag Archives: Dream Notation

in this (my) neighborhood pt. 47

What I’m Reading: “However, the most intense of all problems for the human race is that we are too many on this planet: nine billion or eight billion is too much. So we have to procreate responsibly.” — Werner Herzog … Continue reading

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the cyclist’s ride

saddle sore (haiku) the perineum—cries—ode to saddle sores: bane!of the cyclist’s ride What I’m Reading: “Chaos is merely order waiting to be deciphered.” — Jose Saramago / The Double

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a bike ride

Ride Apropos of nothingI’ll tell you I was born in Jim Crow Miami +Grew up in the age of white flight— When the ubiquitous bumper stickerRead: Will the last American leavingMiami please bring the flag— I lived the punk ethos … Continue reading

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in my neighborhood pt. 46

What I’m Reading: “It is America’s greatest promise and its greatest lie: that the past can be erased.” — Beejay Silcox / The Guardian

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september into july

The Best Stuff I Read This Week “A sharp cough recoils to peel the corn:Save me the husk of myself?” — Lewis Meyers / “Going to Chicago” “We have, in effect, turned September into July. That’s not hyperbole, that’s just … Continue reading

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every direction untrodden

[yet i list in the doldrums] yet i list in the doldrumspaths unfurl about meroads squelch innumerabletrails pulsate untrammeledtransits reticulate outward yet i list in the doldrumsadrift in the eye every direction untrodden What I’m Reading: “The 3,000-mile route, which … Continue reading

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the novel airs

breathe the overwhelm i breathe the overwhelmit activates wanderlust it sizzles with the elsewheresit defines other horizon linesit seeks the novel airs i breathe the overwhelmi’m long for the road What I’m Reading: “Shadows,beautiful shadows.Beautiful shadows of ugly things.” — … Continue reading

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but will sinks

found ghosts some of us know each othersome noti am anticipatinghopei am installingvanityi am resented but willsinksthe floor is being removedi apologizenoise smells art questionsi will house my modeof expressioni found ghosts delusionalwishful thinking What I’m Reading: “But of course … Continue reading

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in my neighborhood pt. 45

What I’m Reading: “… even among her own, too, there were bad men, for there had been gentlemen the girls all whispered to stay away from and soldiers with a red gleam of the devil to them and mercenaries who … Continue reading

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complications and scenes

Another Sleep of Treason (redux) Rudy can’t fail, but he also can’t answer for the dream he dropped into my head. After complications, and scenes upon scenes, it unravels. I make my way in to a motel room. Now, mind … Continue reading

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