Monday, December 31, 2007

dcviii

The wealth of nations floated onto our lips....

I used to write a lot
right here.

I’m so dense. People Will Talk
with Frank O’Hara, Newsweek, and
the porn browsers (The Stars Come Out at Night)?
Get real.

Saturday night:
Imperial rolls with a reformed Mormon from Taiwan.
All the names I don’t remember. [“Don’t mind me, I’m just visiting.”]

Nothing like misreading Ashes
on a Friday morning (midnight-thirty).

Everything he writes comes with its own cocktail
and a jet flotilla. Clink!