Clouds
Are things, not a
dispute.
—Barrett Watten
The day begins. I’m
so
tired of the binge—since
last Saturday—but on
clouds down Powell
for a coffee hole. ?
Finally a letter
but it’s all mumbo-
jumbo. Write it all
down. Mumbo-...
...two pigs per day
I thought I heard
him say. And I’m
drinking sanskrit.
I’m awesome...&
you
have an awesome
ass....
A word
that’s never
been sexy.
An otter hops
slowly
from dawn
up
into the
Great West.
