August 17, noon
(Mojo's Daily Grind, Austin)
Amuse
theatre of cool
action,
how to behave
when plans go funky
encroach upon dull flame lifestyle of repetition
split,
shit, faint, shatter
I bet they've called a dozen times by know,
they were kindly,
but . . .
I gotta get ready for the reading tonight, maybe some stuff from my
manuscript
like that "Abuse
the Clerk" or "Portrait of a Good Citizen"
something that I can yell,
something a 24 hour caffeine binge will embrace.
Didn't I write something about not doing the dairy thing even though
I have to explain what I've been up to? But do I have to explain this in
the piece itself or should I just have a little disclaimer? Disclaimer,
yeah:
If I set your khakis on fire
would you go away
to the special clarity
of mediocre digital lifestyles
where you compute the obvious
in new and interesting ways
Other words?
Same shit, different mouth, but
to quote Cheap Trick,
"Are we really the dream police?"
Fuck I hope not.
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