Sitting at a joint on the edge of Chinatown
called Uncle Vito’s. Sour mood. Which
I’m going to try to adjust by going ahead to
Nathaniel Dorsky’s trio at SFAI.
Walnut prawns and chicken fried rice.
Very loud bird. Twitters and chirps.
Deadpan aircraft noises. Ziplock
reusable container, microwave safe,
dishwasher safe, patent pending (a
sorry excuse for creativity).
Prell shampoo!
I’ll just fill my days and fill my nights
with the Joe Brainard exhibit.
