Hierophany

It’s not raining but wind
fells rain from the treetops.
Like a tank round,
an impatientist sketch
of inner terrain
rings out in the distance.

I’m at a packaday.

Think of it this way.
This is just my medicationfortheday.
You know how many people take
medication every day?
Besides, I have to hope, by now, that
my instinct has
incorporated my intellect.
Maybe in Delaware.
Dover’d be nice.

*

x marks the spot
in the canadian rainforest
where hot bisexual lesbians
are looking for anonymous sex.
Will the senator yield?
It’s official so no backing out.
Will the senator yield?
No I will not yield.

Chaneled, I said,
these things are channeled.
Can you locate that, Safari?

I’m drunk and it’s
starting to spread.
Let’s rustle us up some
steers and ranch em.

Seriously.
You want to?

Either that or raise
drug-sniffing dogs at farms
in the remote Dakotas.

There we’ll be extreme in the weather.

*

Hey, the U-haul’s here:
all aboard.
Speak Spanish to me—
do you know any?
Speak it anyway—
and don’t get lost.
I’ve got maps
right here...

No no no
that is not good enough
No, I didn’t know that but I’ll
take it. (And he puts
something in his pocket, says)
Thanks.

TX 2DR 784
no smoking and
no roadside bombs and
no al qassam rockets, neither.
goods have never been so cheap
cardinals have never sung so late

to we in North America, who
use our graduate degrees to
engineer relationships so that
small indiscretions, like six-
packs of budlight, yield
35-lb. salmon.

Red bull and rye?
Never had it.
I want amillionpeople on
my web site—
where can I find them?
At Mandlebrot’s, where
it’s randomness based on you, or,
in the log of you?

*

Forty years later.

(Five minute smoke break)

Dude put down
the bong before you call next time.
That’s a rookie mistake.

I’m sorry.
I didn’t hear you.
Did you say service center?

The producer will help you
with your TV. No, don’t
think about what you are.
We who are saving the world are
only just saving ourselves.

Somehow Jesus saved others,
darn near saved all of us.
And we have to be like him, those
of us whose last name
doesn’t end in
Smith.

*

E. Oakland California

What’s in the hot tub?
A big fuckin rat.
Did you kill it?
No I gave it food.

It’s beginning to be a fug in here.
Don’t sliponthetile when you
get our Johnnie Walker.
Don’t fall in the river neither.

I say kickback&relax.
I say hobbyists not lobbyists.

My body’s a puddle right now…
Can’t do a thing about it, Ray.

Can you locate that, Safari?

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