Tuesday

03.01.04



Gone are the "Days of Marijuana"

of colors gone wrong with warmth and texture

and perfectly interlocking intertwining sounds despite



Paranoia is now a product of

The realities of our government and our religions

Noise harsher and sites much more grotesque



The cat geriatric now

Howling for food when fed

Dragging its shit every where



Judgment honed like dissertation data

America over-romanticized like pre-masturbatory pornography

The maxing of credit limits becomes

The last great act of patriotism



Yet for a simple tweak of art

Joy is there for harvest

One last salve for the spirit before we die again