Proofs of Purchase

The following thoughts have filtered from a mind that has been oversaturated with images, screams, romance, text, and sounds since The Carter Administration. If you are not satisfied, then I recommend a double chocolate brownie from Starbucks with a tall bold of the day.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010


The city is here
playing the scene of wondertown
as always
I just walk around it
from stride to stride
while its death has been proclaimed since its beginning
before the iroquois
dutch architects
english traders
don draper
bret easton ellis
ralph ellison
dr. jonathan golob
your favorite deejays
some catholic priests
your ex partners
philly folks
cali heads
midwest boys
miami mujeres
but the end never seems in sight
mr. softee whistles
duke ellington still takes the a train as a friendly ghost
central park glistens in the winter ice
i still live in the same building, same crib
same numbers
women still line up at 4 pm for the barney's warehouse sale
then slink into sweaty cabs at spring street
some buy parliaments first
one of them steals bit-o-honey
to put out her hunger
heard through her eyelash
sensed by the unsmitten
we love you for many reasons
they leave you for one reason
they can't hang

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