I’m comparing the juxtaposition of perspectives now that I’m high again vs months straight. I slow down. Get a bigger handle on understanding my current condition. I think it’s good to shake things up.

I tell Smith, “I think it’s appropriate for us to be smoking now.”

He slowly, creepily turns his head towards me, wide-eyed. Whispers, “it’s almost always appropriate…”


the sunlight floods in
after silent cloudy obscuration

  when it’s cold I seize my hand up in my pocket

sun lightlight heart heart theory

but just this moment

                the passing of the sun

the flit from cloud

                to bright

as though someone

unrolled the lights to a grand

and tho I am cheered
I’m disturbed as well


         I realize

there’s heat inside th body
                        and thoughts
inside th head

sometimes I hear myself talking and it sounds like a duck quacking

March 24, 2007

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