Week 30

Week ending May 30

Fortune tellers grabbing my hands everywhere I go.

A completely nonverbal dream.

Naked, up all night, in the kitchen, on the floor, eating jars and jars of Gnutella.

Like a day long heart attack, but I never die.

He encourages falling.

The ink used to print it was extremely dangerous, but I wanted it anyway. Even if it killed me.

The state of being a woman, and what cannot be escaped.

Testing the waters is delusionary, because there is no water.

I want to read everything I see instantly.

I cannot hear but instead feel the slammed door.

I have lots and lots and lots of tape.

Because I am right at my limit.

Week 29

Week ending May 23

Wanting to hear the audience more than those on stage.

all words words words and then we realize we haven't been teaching them images and so they have no idea how to process images.

The question I don't dare ask.

I could see all the people I was passing were looking though me, not seeing me.

It was a poetry reading with a theme.

I know she came into my dream so I would call her.

We have more of an audience than we ever did.

Intermingling calves, and whether to give up desire for pleasure.

Everyone is reading.

Week 28

Week ending May 16


I will never get enough sleep.

If I had normal time to occupy.

Bargaining with dreams.

Go read what I wrote, it's funny.

I've forgotten the lyric or she is after someone else
and this this is what wants me.

The misery of sitting.

Then my phone buzzed and woke me up.

Wish I had something I never returned.

Cannon fodder
a kind of crepuscular lethargy
as if overnight he had surreptitiously gained twenty pounds
Mickey, like the mouse
history, which is a simple whore
retronourished

I probably didn't say the right things.

The coffee tastes weird but maybe its the soymilk.

Tomorrow everything ends.

I admitted to doing something very bad today.

A narrative film is not like a narrative poem.

I have to figure out a way to not feel what I'm feeling.

What is too dramatic and what is not dramatic enough?

Weeks 26 and 27

Weeks ending May 2 and May 9

A list of all the music poems so far.

emails about elvis and the building

Then a plastic robot dog with no head comes through.

80's version of milkshakes.

Post-it from my neighbor found on my laundry basket.

Forgetting to forget thinking about this.

Totally a grid and I love a grid.

Was made to walk on a mirror last night.

She said: "Anything, even if it is a gel pen."

Found notecards with quotes and character lists.

Lillian told me not to worry.

The end that I could not say is actually the beginning.

Demonstration handouts.

Week Ending April 25

Week 26

The ballad overshot by the airplane.

Every thing influences every other thing.

What else do you do in the miscellaneous time?

The big green desk with secret compartments (of my childhood)

A list of all my hanging folders tab designations.

A list of famous guitar solos.

My life a string.

Not thinking too deeply about what you're thinking deeply about.

When repetition is a surprise.

Woke up and there was an awful smell, like fire, or smoke, or mildew.

Maybe this practice is the wrong practice.

Week Ending April 18

Week 25

Carina at work Friday telling me we don't exist. Kathy doesn't exist, Carina doesn't exist, Carrie doesn't exist.

Listening for all the new sounds.

Dream of steps made of sand, in the water.

Because we are a subject matter.

I have so much to say and when the time comes I say nothing.

Lucy and Lucy and Lucy and Lucy

The books are kicking out the clothes.

Fucking up your marketing campaign on purpose.

Changed the sheets in middle of the night, after discovering I'd spilled ice cream all over them.

Stretching out the silences slightly longer.

Behind the carousel, or part of the carousel?

Week Ending April 11

Week 24

Maybe jugglers.

because I woke with a headache which I still have

, especially if I am making porridge.

I'm writing sentences with exclamation marks because I am faking it.

So. Another telepathic event.

If she is what I think she is,

But I prefer the first meaning.

If you can concentrate in the SF library, you can concentrate anywhere.

Europeans say wee-fee instead of wigh-fie

I tend to think I'm full just because I get an endorphin rush.

Not thinking things through enough.

I IMAGINE WE ARE MYSTICAL CREATURES, WE ARE FAUNS, OR MERMAIDS.

it looked like the walls were crashing.

Wanted to do something useful with all that peace.

a current life reincarnation

a prayer for the 70,000

I feel like I'm going to the airport.

a day for breakthroughs

Voluntary severance

A somewhat 5-8 sentence long conversation that went nowhere.

Overheard: "That was some good water."

I've been shaking all day.

Remembering this song on headphones.

I think my squash is about ready.