Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Crawling through the Wreckage





God bless this bike





Be of good cheer and spread peace
come what may






 Imagine the moon and stars
on an rubbish can















lazy afternoon
the moment's stillness unzipped 
 a low red copter




Off it went on its tour



 Great profile
a modern container ship,






 Beefy brawny
substantial,
The Port of O








 Tough ain't the word,
F___ing Invincible



Got muscle milk?

 
 What the hell?




 MAXIMIZE TO THE FULLEST
?






 It's this new place
 maybe a tax-write-off
for a wealthy football star






 It's right next door 
to the supermarket
Boarded-up today
due to riot forecast





The sell clothes
under this logo







 They represent history
and.honor black leaders,
Malcolm X Mohamed Ali





My phone captures
made the abundant
sales staff  
somewhat nervous... 

 Not my kind of place
obviously,
Six-foot men lurching about
the  ping-pong table outside,
Unconcerned for pedestrian
sidewalk struggles
This place apparently is connected
to the Lamborghini that
parks in the lot behind
Someone fabulously rewarded
for regularly going into
beastmode.

I predict either quirky faddism
incomprehensible to myself 
or closure in the foreseeably
near future.




What's this?




 Something imagined by
Stanley Kubrick for 2001
A date now fifteen-years past





 Just a classic racing Vette






 Always cool around here
a cool summer really





 

 Police parking 
 motorcycles only




Your compliance
ensures your safety





 What's that red rectangle?
looks like an Etch-a-Sketch





 Odd
Still couldn't figure out
what it is 
A screen? a portal?
a black hole tube?




 I read recently
that for the Nation
to have killed his former mentor,
Ali must have acquiesced













Sunset patterns
unique 










 The edge of day,
Well here it comes








   Here comes the Night










July 2016







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