RAY Man the Jack Kerouac of the smart phone snap
is experiencing temporary transmission issues
So here is an unpublished exercise in psycho-geography
from November last
Carbonizing the atmosphere
for over two centuries
What ho!
The new normal
Large long-carbonized
flag of the United States
Gone fishing
for polymerized fish
Bullwinkle will help you
make contact with the sun
Ain't it the truth?
Reminds me of a similar declension
in a passage from William S. Burroughs
"I die
You die
We die"
Makes my scrotum ache
We hadn't yet had rain
when these were taken
It was the day after
the presidential election
The fairy folk seemed to
feel sorry for us
mixed with the requisite
Nietzschean schadenfreude
Ouch
indeed
What North America
will look like
if we don't build
a big beautiful wall
Say Good-bye
to Europe, baby
But why worry?
My old neighborhood
Founded but not here
this was last chance Black Baptist
when I lived on Woolsey
Down the street was Flint's
a bar-be-que as painted by Philip Guston
with a chimney like a greasy cigar,
Dorsey's Fish Locker
is closed now too
Let the trees be free
And grow strong
and very tall
if that is their nature
Don't straighten
the crooked gate
Build the front stairs
around the venerable tree
Live a sane life
if you can
Sculpture of a bird
in the bush
A strange marginal park
where I used to go to feel lonely
End of the trail today
a long walk
from the North Pole
November 2016
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