Tuesday, July 28, 2009

ahhh yes,

my first love
black and white
it's what brought me closer
to photography
drew me in
and then finally consumed me
she is a cunning and elusive temptress
black and white
done well, so rich
and full of tone
so many grays
dark black
bright white
and that wonderfully sharp yet grainy feel.....
i have neglected you as of lately
and for that, i apologize
black and white
and so many shades of gray...











Sunday, July 19, 2009

back from pennsylvania,

and a few things jumped out at me:

~ the highways are lined with trees and mountains
~ the highways are in really great condition
~ they have emergency call boxes every mile, on said highways
~ it's pretty clean, everywhere
~ philly has mass transit, including a subway, an elevated train, trolley cars, etc...
~ there are people on the streets of philadelphia, and they are not running for their lives, they are doing things...
~ the people are friendly
~ and they actually redevelop some of their abandoned buildings......
thankfully for me,
not all of them.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

heading out for a road trip,

be back monday_ish
in the meantime, here's a wonderful photograph
that i right clicked on...

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

it's a wednesday at 10 AM,

and i have no work
so i head south on woodward
towards detroit
i punch each button on the radio
but i don't like what i hear, so
i turn it off and
listen to the sounds inside of my head
but i don't really like that either
so i pull in to grab a coffee
and they know my name there
we exchange awkward pleasantries
and it's back out into the battlefield
again
no radio
no cigarettes
so i let the wind blow
and there goes my claim ticket for
that pair of boots i finally took in
to get repaired
driving south on woodward
towards uncertainty
towards madness
and i see one of those guys holding
an 80% off mattress liquidation sign
and for some reason that pushes me over the edge...
heading north on woodward now
10:26 AM
still no radio
this time with the air cranked up
pleased with my decision-
and now i'm back home
writing
waiting for sleep
regretting not stopping in
to check out a new mattress
my side does get a little lumpy-
but that's ok
when she wakes up in the morning
i'll move over to her side
where it's warm
and for at least another hour or so,
everything
will be right-
in this world...

i have nothing

Monday, July 13, 2009

we ordered a pizza tonight

over the internet
not the telephone
and the only way that it could have been better
is if a computer would have delivered it-
instead of another human.....

Friday, July 10, 2009

it's not death that has me here

in front of this monitor
again
not war
or god
or sacrifice
it's more like a quiet frustration
built up over time
more like bad traffic
or a busted shopping cart
it's not cancer
or aching wisdom teeth
it's more like the reality
of poor choices
and time spent worrying-
it's my own shortsightedness
it has me here
tonight
possibly tomorrow too
and i look at all these keys
all these letters
trying to remember all of the times
that i have punched them
typed my way through the next 5 minutes
the next hour
or day
talking to them
swearing back at them
as they mock me
it's not old age
or poor investments
it's my sore hands
and the oil change that i have avoided
i never really wanted any more then this
no less then this
just wanted peace, when
i tried to sleep at night
i only ever wanted to turn off my thoughts
for a few minutes
maybe hours
it's not death that has me here
that would be easier
in some respects
fuck
it's not sex
or love
or magic
it's more like shooting dice
with strangers named Vic
or Junebug
it's not the bottle
the needle
or pills
i've tried all that
survived all that
no
it's not knowing how to end this line
or the next...
that's what has me here
typing
and waiting for more

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Friday, July 3, 2009

i went to the bank today

and there was a bottle of hand sanitizer
right next to the pens
and the deposit slips
what the fuck man
purel
something like mountain breeze
or fresh lily
some shit like that
it wasn't any cool fragrance, like
sex panther
that's for sure
what the fuck kind of world are we living in
we can't even make it out of the bank
without having to disinfect....
jesus