Running like hell The El kicks out trash & dust down the dirty streets of Chicago
Chases around corners with the stale smoke of mourners & the sunrise vigilance
It is a heads-tails chance that you wake up in your own bed
Mother’s Father’s cross above your head & a two day old glass of gin
Bed sheets stained [...]
138 day countdown until St. Patty’s day
This Irish dance with your 8 birthdays
All the years of leftover Irish heartache
Sad eyes, this Irish bear, your half heart
And your wish for sullen eyes sunken down
Demon red in the head & bloodied
Sitting cowardly & fearful
It’s an ugly sad sound this winter
Whole hearted & wild
Left cavalier in its distance [...]
On December 19, 2007, I read at Velvet Guerilla Cabaret, Michael Slobotzky’s reading at Unurban Coffeehouse in Santa Monica, CA. I read four pieces: “You are Mary Steenburgen…” “You do not have to worry, I am maintaining radio silence…” “138 day countdown until St. Patty’s day…” “In this good dream we were slow fucking on [...]
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