CLOTHES & TV 2

all the
big gin
evening 
photos 

well i am 
always in 
this same shirt

a tablecloth shirt 
w/ brown lozenges on  

my drinking shirt

gone casualty thin
in the
busied
underarms

oh 
the things
that shirt
had seen

~

tv on

rolling news

nazi zombies

ash

in my lap

gone midnight
gone midnight
gone midnight

but
there was still time

a
long
time
ago

this shirt

TOO MUCH 3

too much

were the too many shadows cast too long

of the too many long cool drinks

in the too late soft hotel bars

where a quiet barman in a too tight tie

always said sir to my bleary smudge face

and

too many too bright dawn slides home

where 

too many birds sang too loud too many words

i

always

understood

all too much

so 

now

i

scribble my literal anus in too small hiccups

too tired to write anything too long

and

carefully

nurse

my

back brain and its dim fluke glow

catching its too dull diamond flashes 

on 

too yellow post-its 

that curl and collect too much fluff and ash and dust

their ideas fading slow in too little sun

waiting too long

for

me

from psds