new territory

i miss that place behind my house where i hiked and climbed and played
where i'd ditched this noisy century or just hide out from the decade.

new brunswick

There's nothing I hate more than the dude who keeps the stereo cranked long after the party has died down. I fought back and forth with this kid for like an hour, turning the music down, then he'd turn it back up. I mean c'mon, it's late. People just want to chill out and have a conversation. The time for a dance party has come and gone. While we had this battle of wills, some crackhead was clipping the lock on his bike, a mere 10 feet away.

When he realized his bike was gone, he no longer seemed concerned about the volume. I kept it down. This time it wasn't because I wanted to talk to anybody. I was only interested in quietly sipping my beer while listening to the beautiful music of his helpless complaining.

Rob - 1
obnoxious New Brunswick hipster - 0

birdwatching

you ask me to hold you.
but that's the devil's work.

catholics

let me say your name all day
til my mouth goes numb

about to be 86ed

you are changing.
goddamn you for that.

marsh

our dreams were like fugitive warlords
plotting triumphant returns to the city
keeping tec-nines tucked under the floorboards

eagles/panthers

there is a shortage in the blood supply
but there is no shortage of blood.

celebrity wrangler, part 2

Zeth and his talent.


The green screen is the one they do the weather in front of. If the weatherman slips and falls during the 5 o'clock news tonight, it's because Natasha made a mess of the place.


But Papi was cool, calm, and collected.

celebrity handler

Today I took Papi and Natasha to the Fox 29 studio to film a commercial.


We started in wardrobe, naturally. Chic Petique on 3rd.


Then we drove to the studio on 4th and Market.


Chilling in the green room. They were calm at first.


But you know how celebrities get when you keep them waiting.

portland hotel room in june

i do as i please, i lie through my teeth
someone might get hurt
but it won't be me

bumped into...

we do our best vampire routines
as we suck the dying hours dry.

bump

our conversations are like minefields.
no one's found a safe way through one yet.

married dudes

when you're back in your old neighborhood
cigarettes taste so good.

kal

Can you see that young star over there?
That's the one that designed my undoing.

pudge

Throw furniture in front of the door.
It only gives me something to push against.

playing in the streets

i have two big hands
and a heart pumping blood
and a 1967 colt .45 with a busted safety catch.

peeper

Dark, you can't come soon enough for me.