Wednesday, March 31, 2010

way to go

There isn't a room with a view
there is only one room
or one wall
with windows
and apparently
if you can see, if you are not blind
if the windows aren't opaque, if your eyes aren't melting
than there may be a view to the outside
but, you have to take into account that, indeed
your eyes may be melting


The shit times of spring:
A. lets go visit college, oh well, your grades suck, so your staying home
B. love sucks
C. physics sucks
D. soccer 1-3? season...
E. this writing, this season, it all
F. sucks

ick.

If I move away,
down to Cali where there isn't blue sky
if I find along the way
that there are many miles of
open country and big air
will I like it there
I'm not much for cares
the ease, the space
the packed apartments
the smog
I can see it pasted to me
pasted in my background
as if scissors cut me from here
and pasted me
right
there
never more have I wanted less to move about
and I never want to lose what I had before
and I know that what I wanted before
was to go to Cali
Greece did call me
Germany, maybe
France and its Parisian splendor
and the NorthEast America
with the Dutch beauty
and urban sprawl
of a million buzzing masses
huddling in cement towers
I knew that they too, were calling me
Marina City, and it's devotion to the water
I liked it too
but Cali, it's calling
but there's nothing there for me
except for
Cali

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