A GIL SCOTT HERON MONDAY

its
noon
one
two two two o clock

time to rest heavy

shift / run stop

gil scott heron

did not become

anyone

he did not mean to be

beer & unlined paper

~

monday
is 

all

carefully

counted

territorial pissings

& i lose myself
& i hide myself  

  

in fantasy
in horror

thru mind-eye & ear resonation

gil scott heron

is the closest 

voice of reason 

he has

& always feels like running

photo by micha richter from the vinylfactory

NEWS POPS

1.

everyday
the 
world 
is
another newspaper 
          
        older ? 
        newer ?
        or 
        more tired ?
             

2.


dear news
so theres
no headlines
of artistic triumph
of heroic compassion
of breakthrus in unity
                 universal education
                 civil responsibility 

        again ?

dear news
so theres
no side bars
on mindfulness
on the futility of fear
on the triumphs of new tech
                   beyond apple 

        again ?

whats that news ?

you think i live in
an 
absurdist liberal fantasy
in
a real world of hooting chimps ?

well touche news

but 
why 
not 
print that then ?

        for 
        a 
        change

3.

maybe
if
we
didnt watch the news

   but
   counted the days instead
   by 
   our 
   growing finger nails
   and
   the sliding sun
   
   would 
   the 
dangerous theatre
still
perform 
at
all ?

wells theatre, norfolk, virginia