daze days
foto by smith
arise 5 a.m. barcelona monday leave hotel 6 to bus subway train to airport to plane to dublin wait 5 hours plane to new york taxi to harlem hostel sorta sleep not much due dormatory bunk beds walk to jimbo’s early morning breakfast subway to penn station to ride 12.5 hour train to cleveland thru the american gestapo border police who force 1 black skin two brown skins from our train at midnight to finally reaching chiplis’s love shack out back here in cleveland ohio u.s.of a. at 4:30 thursday morning.
this will be our home for next two months after 14 month traveling england, netherlands, poland, croatia, italy, france, spain, morocco, england again, france again, spain again.
had 2 hours sleep this morning, maybe couple hours on train, 2 hours in harlem, no hours dublin to nyc. little sleep 3 nights before in barcelona or the week before in france due to massive sinus colds picked up in paris which we’ve dosed with 2 weeks various sinus cold flu tablets liquids powders all which act like speed on me and refuse to let me sleep.
my head throbs, my body aches and cries for sleep, my nose is shut down for unauthorized maintenance, our refrigerator is empty, our clothes filthy, we are car-less but have feet, bicycles, and bus. of course we’re too tired and ill to fix any of these problems today. it’s so bad i’m sitting here drinking cold coffee thinking it’s about time coffee and i quit being so close… not going to break off, more like reduce our relationship to occasional visits. had i not automatically ordered stong dark coffee this morning, i’d be asleep right now next to lady… think she’s gone in sleepland for the day.
we have 4 poetry readings scheduled here (the first next week), and lady k has her 1st one person art exhibition opening in 2 weeks.
in 2 months we move on to chicago and start life over in one place for at least a year while we get our 2 manuscripts done - Special by Lady K, and criminal by smith - and a couple more started.
we haven’t had time to analyze being back yet, or how we’ve changed, but it is way weird being in familiar surroundings after 14 months overseas. we’ve slept in 47 different beds, moved on 47 times past 14 months.
it’s important this blog doesn’t wipe out the previous one i posted earlier today 2 hours after we got here - it’s titled They’re Coming To Take Us Away, and it’s about the u.s. government border patrol forcibly removing 3 non-whites from our amtrack train at midnight at the ohio pennsylvania border - things we all say can’t happen here in america, yet this is something i saw happen with my own eyes. since when are there border police between pennsylvania and ohio? did i miss something our 14 months away?
foto by smith
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