no offense but if you own this please never invite me to your home / speak to me ever again / etc. 

no offense but if you own this please never invite me to your home / speak to me ever again / etc. 


Style on the Street with La Petite featuring Daryl and Hannah. Please share with the world.

James Dwyer and I made this video and Colin Elzie shot and edited it and helped us make it good and we all almost got run over by cars. Please watch it and make our lives worthwhile.

Lithuanian Dance Band

Nathan the Wise is a good title it’s a reintroduction 
Of heavy seeds attached by toggle switch to long loops leading
Out of literature and life into worldly chaos in which 
We struggle two souls out of work for it’s a long way back to 
The summation meanwhile we live in it gradually getting used to 
Everything and this overrides living and is superimposed on it 
As when a wounded jackal is tied to the waterhole the lion does come 

I write you to air these few thoughts feelings you are 
Most likely driving around the city in your little car 
Breathing in the exquisite air of the city and the exhaust fumes dust and other 
Which make it up only hold on awhile there will be time 
For other decisions but now I want to concentrate on this 
Image of you secure and projected how I imagine you 
Because you are this way where are you you are in my thoughts 

Something in me was damaged I don’t know how or by what 
Today is suddenly broad and a whole era of uncertainties is ending 
Like World War I or the twenties it keeps ending this is the beginning 
Of music afterward and refreshments all kinds of simple delicacies 
That toast the heart and create a rival ambiance of cordiality 
To the formal one we are keeping up in our hearts the same 

What with skyscrapers and dirigibles and balloons the sky seems pretty crowded 
And a nice place to live at least I think so do you 
And the songs strike up there are chorales everywhere so pretty it’s lovely 
And everywhere the truth rushes in to fill the gaps left by 
Its sudden demise so that a fairly accurate record of its activity is possible 
If there were sex in friendship this would be the place to have it right here on this floor 
With bells ringing and the loud music pealing

Perhaps another day one will want to review all this 
For today it looks compressed like lines packed together 
In one of those pictures you reflect with a polished tube 
To get the full effect and this is possible 
I feel it in the lean reaches of the weather and the wind 
That sweeps articulately down these drab streets 
Bringing everything to a high gloss 

Yet we are alone too and that’s sad isn’t it 
Yet you are meant to be alone at least part of the time 
You must be in order to work and yet it always seems so unnatural 
As though seeing people were intrinsic to life which it just might be 
And then somehow the loneliness is more real and more human 
You know not just the scarecrow but the whole landscape 
And the crows peacefully pecking where the harrow has passed 

- John Ashbery 

Happy National Poetry Month!

This is maybe my favorite poem or one of my favorite poems and I cry every time I read it which is good because art should make you feel something.

Read poetry! It is good for your heart and your brain and maybe even your body, too.