the day hereby filled

with a sensational poetry reading
a la kerouac at
the steve allen show
(but us!)
which blends seemlessly into
a dynamic water-balloon
fight where
i totally come out of no
where
and pour wine on your head

(photo courtesy of Brigid Walsh)

to be or

not

ryan let's try this,

a compromise.

yes, it's just like i said

DUDE WHAT

walt whitman whitman

this is america the remix
featuring ratatat and
steve jobs fundamentally.

little different,
no more founding fathers
no news really
except a lot to do and nobody
clear really about who or how to do it

many americans just keep sleeping

many americans cough and nod, pretty afraid
that they are dumb

many looking for heroes and not talking
about it,

driving in cars around where
they live,

i will admit to you
that i feel in my secret american
heart that i am smart and will survive
no matter what apocalypse but in truth
i can't reinstall the derailer on a bicycle so
probably not,
my goodness being less practical really.

many americans its true read and write
about celebrity

are my own thoughts inadequate, etc?

i wish more did freedom things
god you'd laugh if you knew i wrote that

or could find a new job
many americans maybe not looking so what

finally, i want the people that have guns to like
listening to music,

and though selfish it may be i want the music to
be ours or just birds

yes

they're all waiting for you

to
do
something.

there's a world

where i can
go
and tell my secrets to.

if you need me

i'll be at home
depot
getting material.

kids

love to learn

john candy dude

you're the best,
i want
to CGI you into a bunch of weird films
with fuckin jean seberg and indeed, james
franco and
probably matthew lillard
but i kinda
want everything
to be written by john hughes

an adventure, man really

let's go

all day long you tell

yourself how you feel,

i stole that
line and told myself it
felt so so
right.

the zoo, baby don't

remind me.
i'm gonna be
here doing this
shit
until the Rapture and
even then i don't know if
i
can go.

Careful,

your availability.

regimented, my hair

fell sideways.
i
guess it
knew me and grew
accordingly.

i can do anything

compulsively.
and for you, i can
learn how to sing
your name each
noon like
a church
bell.