spring thaw, muddy sky, you couldn't feel melancholy in california

why do you want me
to say goodnight,
to say goodnight,
when all it is is that,
why would you wish me,
to sleep in tight,
to sleep in tight,
when it’s all just
bleeding you up with
a bat.
?


In my head!

The lights are not signals here

is wind in clamberous carpeting

and the ending conversation


not for atmosphere: the leaves are heavy

burdenous sweet, god

you can’t imagine me scattered


the hallway is heavy and sinks

in lethargy like weight bending

the stamp of these words

god I hate the sunrise
when you aren’t here.
god it’s all
just reeking hope.
a yellowing ceiling, to,
this sinus pressure.
and stacking and stacking.
waiting for me
to write you back.

Ring Phone! Ring Phone!
Such ridiculous Cacophony!
When all You want is that Sound,
and That, itself, is Pain!

Pirate Love Poem ______

Oh ye likes the chase
All these glances,
sideways, the dancing,
putting my hands
on the skin of yer back,
and then not looking,
even sideways,
from the taxi.
and you know I know
you know that rub.
yes, ye likes the chase,
but then don’t they all.

A DAY IN THE LIFE... march 6: a restrospective

A slushy but bright and head-clear day in Moscow.

4:30pm


Getting darker on Pokrovka.
5:00pm


and finally, hard to see even without the night distortion. Look like ghosts and the haze of neon casinos and sushi bars.
8:00pm

Piece of Japan

I love this city. You'd think that they could get a native speaker to go over the English signs they make, especially if they're going to all the trouble of making a sign in the first place. Hell, I'm in this cafe three or four times a week, they could have asked me to give it a run-over for a free beer.

This particular one is announcing the new sushi menu in the cafe.

The Russian in the signs goes something like: "A little slice of Japan within you."

The English rendering, as seen in the foto above, is: "Piece of Japan in You."

Awesome.

Or pull it full and ring
your lungs in
This cool breathing can
swell up, too