...problem...

the problem

with distance

is that it is distant

(cold is something

you feel, not measure)

both become

the problem

...palace aid...

too much meat

in the sand which

stole away my lips

crinkling eye lids

made mouth unmoist

and dried withstand

rock face cliff view

of the GW

...circling counter-clockwise...

when you circle

clockwise, I circle

counter and traverse

in and out

of your circle.

Eventually,

your path

encircles me

and I can not

fit through the gaps

in your stride

to make it back

out         counter-clockwise

...wedding presents...

in this ball

room we destroy

the past

and destroy

the future.

(the tech girl

is dynamite)

let her sing

the song

or play that twang

too fast 

like you do

(the tech

swings her

head back

to hear what

I hear)

...for Shay...

dogs stole things I had

like my heart

my mind

my limbs


and my lungs

and I want to let her

have them all

without stealing away


into the dark

I want to give

them to her

willingly


and her to take

them as she would

any touch

one would offer



(R.I.P. Seychelle "Shay")

...oar...

I wanna be your oar

and although it can be

used for going

forward or back

I really want to be used

and taken across

the lake toward the fire

on shore and show

you what kind 

of directions I give

or take

...resurfaced...

back for a swim are you?

we will see you soon then.

Good day. A really good day.

...imperfect from now on...

safe travels my friends

and show that we 

nor they 

are the enemy

and that the perfection

we seek to attain

is just as foolish

as any utopian dream

conjured up 

by the leaders

of our states

...the article spoke in pronouns...

I we the the we

(am able to find)

(are not able to find)

(table dancer dank pit)

(lush loathsome brown tree)

(gamble at the bay)

I we the the we

(will not give cup)

(cannot give up cup)

(former president's pancake)

(fresh flour funneling down)

(stampede at a cricket's chirp)

I we the the we

(am dancing three beats ahead)

(clam closer like clams)

(terrible fever you get away with)

(accent in her hourglass)

(forgot to say good)(bye)

I we the the we

...ear-plugs...

all tomorrow's

parties will come

back to haunt me

in the ghosts 

of an abandon

hotel and the joys 

of the first kiss

and the last song

of the evening

that came as soon

as the early exit

as soon as 

we were loveless

...inimitable fashion...

removing the webs

you opened up these eyes

and moved these old 

bones over deciding

to invent or reinvent

the concepts of heaven

and hell, depth 

and depravity

only to continue

on your stroll

through the yard

...mazel tov...

congrads John & Kim!!!

thank you for making me

a special part of you big day!!!

I love you guys!!!

...helping with the loading...

when we talked 

tonight you asked

me how I like 

my job

and I told 

you my name

as my answer

said it was

clever & convenient

...stupid cupid...

start:

where's my Cass

where's my Cass

sitting in class

here on my ass

where's my Cass

where's my Cass

:finish

...to do list minus the capital...

my morning jacket in philly (watch the wind)

silver jews in brooklyn, manhattan, hoboken (watch the storm)

john's wedding on the hudson (perform the ritual)

doug at kutsher's (so f'ing wierd)

mbv finally (in the borscht belt?)

doug at terminal 5 (bring a sweater)

gas money? (hmmm...)

...go get 'em big guy...

Let's cut down 

on the Challah 

big guy...

I'll curb the ale...

and we'll both work

on the coughing...

Happy Birthday Dad!!!

...extracting wisdom...

this is because of:

melon and scooter pies

blankets full of stems, sticks

and politics

I cover your back 

with mine

you signal to fix

eyes on the still

of the smile

(after words

form their digression)

...humming...

his goal of echo

was achieved 

even though the sound

stuck in the crowd

and never returned

back from the 

red brick wall.

...deviant power...

reception ladies phone lines

crossed lines like stormed over

lamplights and powerpolls

(as briefly as the sky opens

up it closes, sleeping on the soft

side of the pillow)

the dreams are now clever

as they fuck with you

when you think about the eyes

being opened before

they reach 

the state

...accidental sail...

busted up

the charts

(the winds fill it up)

(the waster begins wander)

crafted out for rent

shorter sea side

than the charted

course we had set

but we will get there

none-the-less

(sway left)

(stray left)