This is Werner
This is Wolfgang
These are their stories:
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Beneath the BART the Beach
The BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) platform is a nice place to sunbathe.
Bring a parasol, a beach blanket, some sunscreen.
Sit/Lie on the platform - relax.
Sit/Lie behind the yellow safety strip.
Keep hold of your personal electronic devices : portable fan, boombox, dunebuggy
Sit/Lie.
But there's no eating, drinking or listening to loud music within the BART system.
The Oakland hills are beautiful.
The blue sky is beautiful.
Downtown San Francisco is bustling and beautiful.
Cars go by above or beside the platform.
The people within them enjoy expressive activity.
They are without the BART system.
Lay on your beach blanket - catch heat.
Notice how The Heat warms your body.
A tip from BART police:
"Remember to hold your personal belongings close to your chest."
Remember to wear your sunscreen.
If your skin becomes too tan, this may mean that you have been exposed to too much heat.
Some people have died of exposure to too much heat within the BART system.
If you are hungry within the BART system - hold it.
Hold it, there's no peeing within the BART system.
Bring your bike, scooter, skateboard, dunebuggy to the BART platform.
But don't ride it.
Take BART to Pride.
Bring activities to the BART platform : paddle ball, playing cards, etch-a-sketch, Monopoly.
But do not express yourself through these or other activities within the BART system.
Bring a parasol, a beach blanket, some sunscreen.
Sit/Lie on the platform - relax.
Sit/Lie behind the yellow safety strip.
Keep hold of your personal electronic devices : portable fan, boombox, dunebuggy
Sit/Lie.
But there's no eating, drinking or listening to loud music within the BART system.
The Oakland hills are beautiful.
The blue sky is beautiful.
Downtown San Francisco is bustling and beautiful.
Cars go by above or beside the platform.
The people within them enjoy expressive activity.
They are without the BART system.
Lay on your beach blanket - catch heat.
Notice how The Heat warms your body.
A tip from BART police:
"Remember to hold your personal belongings close to your chest."
Remember to wear your sunscreen.
If your skin becomes too tan, this may mean that you have been exposed to too much heat.
Some people have died of exposure to too much heat within the BART system.
If you are hungry within the BART system - hold it.
Hold it, there's no peeing within the BART system.
Bring your bike, scooter, skateboard, dunebuggy to the BART platform.
But don't ride it.
Take BART to Pride.
Bring activities to the BART platform : paddle ball, playing cards, etch-a-sketch, Monopoly.
But do not express yourself through these or other activities within the BART system.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Wolfgang Puck : Rough for Rough
Wolfgang Puck
that's gourment upchuck
he's throwing up
his hands
those tools
that fashion foods
into S shapes
with a double II
passing through and
changing everything to gloss
like Mom with my name
L's in pancake batter
and Mickey Mouse's head
I wonder what it would be like
for Puck to buck the system
to say fuck-it
to enterprise
his shining pink face on a can
his grinning red cheeks on a box of frozen Puck (lunch)
Puck-y, I want to swim in the pool of your latest
signature restaurant
gurgling salt water 'stead of sherry
cuz my throat is sick
from all the gourmet sandwich de merde
I've been spreading my gums for
I'll be naked but for fish scales
spouting treacle like a chocolate fountain
my bust all perked like that
ice sculpture of Charlotte Corday on the lawn
she's a counter revolutionary badass
I can't help but respect
should I be bloody too
covered in hand pummeled tomato catsup
a perfect gore-met : je me gore met
I put gore on myself
that's gourment upchuck
he's throwing up
his hands
those tools
that fashion foods
into S shapes
with a double II
passing through and
changing everything to gloss
like Mom with my name
L's in pancake batter
and Mickey Mouse's head
I wonder what it would be like
for Puck to buck the system
to say fuck-it
to enterprise
his shining pink face on a can
his grinning red cheeks on a box of frozen Puck (lunch)
Puck-y, I want to swim in the pool of your latest
signature restaurant
gurgling salt water 'stead of sherry
cuz my throat is sick
from all the gourmet sandwich de merde
I've been spreading my gums for
I'll be naked but for fish scales
spouting treacle like a chocolate fountain
my bust all perked like that
ice sculpture of Charlotte Corday on the lawn
she's a counter revolutionary badass
I can't help but respect
should I be bloody too
covered in hand pummeled tomato catsup
a perfect gore-met : je me gore met
I put gore on myself
Friday, August 5, 2011
Daily Rough for a Rough Present
8.6.11
Everything is super fucked
not just me
I have learned
and though it makes me queasy
it makes me long for it coming faster on
Things will break down and explode
they will, it will, we will, sera, sera
and is it sick or bad to want it?
But it is like - I think - the heaving of a sick stomach
puking until the sickness is rid
knowing you'll feel better after
so you puke
don't hold your hurl in
the sick before
which I feel inside of
the rising temperature
the shaking tremors
the sweating out
then wretching-puking wretching-puking
dry heaves too like after shocks
and then - i hope -
exhausted rest
This is a good riddance
8.1.11
welcome to my earthlink
no place like
galactic water works
tear jerking black holes
if we run out here, can we get it from there?
does the internet shine?
billions of screen clusters
lighting up
faces turn blue in them
absorb rather than emit
gamma rays from the man on the moon marigolds
whatever your cat thinks
about the internet
goes
7.27.11
Kittycat puke a thon
therapy
teaching
stability
love on regular supply
objects appear shiny
and are shiny -- in fact
the pain that ceases to interest
goes deep
flies under
fear of the good
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
but the brain does nothing interesting anymore
it's so quiet
it's oh so quiet
no place for art in it
fear of loss of self
fear of loss of self
fear of loss of self
7.26.11
I don't know how to write about work
I can't think straight
The work is weaved into the life
I take it home
It happens at home
and out in the world
in not just one place
but all over
and I want it to happen more
more on the sidewalk
more on the BART
more in my living room
more in your living room
more in the school
and in the anti-school (prison)
and how about the office too?
and all together now
and all together now
deep breath in
7.1.11
To be as big and bright as...
Kathleen Hannah
Angela Davis
Kathy Acker
Nina Simone
Eileen Myles
Goldie Hawn
Julia Marshburn
Steve Orth
Morgan Levy
Salem Peterson
Sara Larsen
Margaret Tedesco
Pam Martin
Ted Rees
Patti Smith
Mick Jagger
Bruce Springsteen
Clarence Clemmons
Beth Ditto
Brandon Brown
The Tight Bro's From Way Back When
Kevin Killian
Holly Golightly
Michelle Tea
Dodie Bellamy
Nomy Lamm
Beth Ditto
Ariel Goldberg
Jackqueline Frost
Honora Considine Cortelyou
Persephone Lewis
David Hilliard
7.1.11
Totallyfuckinguseless
eyes broke from too much sleep
with contacts
what a disappointment
to Angela Davis
Kathleen Hannah
Kathy Acker
Mother
Dad
really wasting
Maybe I am the biggest loser
today
Hiding out from domestic issues
Head in a pile of international
but really nothing
dreaming up big ones
taking no kind of ones
all clogged
and eyes broke
white space too glaring
screens flashing bright white
I'm red on the inside
Get me outta here.
Can't event see the bus let alone ride on it
Perfect semi permanent grimace
Splashing angry
Shitty, shitty, shit box
Today
listening grumpy
to Horror Core Hip Hop
and Electronic Indie Sulk
talk of jamming cocks down white bitch's throats
and what it's like not to exist
I want to be Parker Posey
in Party Girl
but I am her --
slightly elder twenty-something
pouting, bewildered sister
I want to be Parker Posey in anything
add P.P. to my list of
Angela Davis
Kathleen Hannah
Kathy Acker
Eileen Myles
Sara Larsen
Patti Smith
Taking names
trying them on
dressing up in productivity
what if I wasn't a giant fuck up
Today
My airstream trailer waits for me
chilling in a bleached out field
rocking highlights of bright white light
blaring off her big round hide-back side
I have a dream and she is it
Imagine me unhinged
a door released, flipped and cruising
parallel to the earth
but higher
stopping only, alighting
to blow minds with my antics
I exist only by hovering - disconnected
Fantasy
Today
I don't want to affect anything
rather want to embrace my floating looseness
shithead floaty
laying frontside up in a pool
engorged, soggy, full up w/
Today
I don't want to feel good
I can do that tomorrow.
Everything is super fucked
not just me
I have learned
and though it makes me queasy
it makes me long for it coming faster on
Things will break down and explode
they will, it will, we will, sera, sera
and is it sick or bad to want it?
But it is like - I think - the heaving of a sick stomach
puking until the sickness is rid
knowing you'll feel better after
so you puke
don't hold your hurl in
the sick before
which I feel inside of
the rising temperature
the shaking tremors
the sweating out
then wretching-puking wretching-puking
dry heaves too like after shocks
and then - i hope -
exhausted rest
This is a good riddance
8.1.11
welcome to my earthlink
no place like
galactic water works
tear jerking black holes
if we run out here, can we get it from there?
does the internet shine?
billions of screen clusters
lighting up
faces turn blue in them
absorb rather than emit
gamma rays from the man on the moon marigolds
whatever your cat thinks
about the internet
goes
7.27.11
Kittycat puke a thon
therapy
teaching
stability
love on regular supply
objects appear shiny
and are shiny -- in fact
the pain that ceases to interest
goes deep
flies under
fear of the good
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
but the brain does nothing interesting anymore
it's so quiet
it's oh so quiet
no place for art in it
fear of loss of self
fear of loss of self
fear of loss of self
7.26.11
I don't know how to write about work
I can't think straight
The work is weaved into the life
I take it home
It happens at home
and out in the world
in not just one place
but all over
and I want it to happen more
more on the sidewalk
more on the BART
more in my living room
more in your living room
more in the school
and in the anti-school (prison)
and how about the office too?
and all together now
and all together now
deep breath in
7.1.11
To be as big and bright as...
Kathleen Hannah
Angela Davis
Kathy Acker
Nina Simone
Eileen Myles
Goldie Hawn
Julia Marshburn
Steve Orth
Morgan Levy
Salem Peterson
Sara Larsen
Margaret Tedesco
Pam Martin
Ted Rees
Patti Smith
Mick Jagger
Bruce Springsteen
Clarence Clemmons
Beth Ditto
Brandon Brown
The Tight Bro's From Way Back When
Kevin Killian
Holly Golightly
Michelle Tea
Dodie Bellamy
Nomy Lamm
Beth Ditto
Ariel Goldberg
Jackqueline Frost
Honora Considine Cortelyou
Persephone Lewis
David Hilliard
7.1.11
Totallyfuckinguseless
eyes broke from too much sleep
with contacts
what a disappointment
to Angela Davis
Kathleen Hannah
Kathy Acker
Mother
Dad
really wasting
Maybe I am the biggest loser
today
Hiding out from domestic issues
Head in a pile of international
but really nothing
dreaming up big ones
taking no kind of ones
all clogged
and eyes broke
white space too glaring
screens flashing bright white
I'm red on the inside
Get me outta here.
Can't event see the bus let alone ride on it
Perfect semi permanent grimace
Splashing angry
Shitty, shitty, shit box
Today
listening grumpy
to Horror Core Hip Hop
and Electronic Indie Sulk
talk of jamming cocks down white bitch's throats
and what it's like not to exist
I want to be Parker Posey
in Party Girl
but I am her --
slightly elder twenty-something
pouting, bewildered sister
I want to be Parker Posey in anything
add P.P. to my list of
Angela Davis
Kathleen Hannah
Kathy Acker
Eileen Myles
Sara Larsen
Patti Smith
Taking names
trying them on
dressing up in productivity
what if I wasn't a giant fuck up
Today
My airstream trailer waits for me
chilling in a bleached out field
rocking highlights of bright white light
blaring off her big round hide-back side
I have a dream and she is it
Imagine me unhinged
a door released, flipped and cruising
parallel to the earth
but higher
stopping only, alighting
to blow minds with my antics
I exist only by hovering - disconnected
Fantasy
Today
I don't want to affect anything
rather want to embrace my floating looseness
shithead floaty
laying frontside up in a pool
engorged, soggy, full up w/
Today
I don't want to feel good
I can do that tomorrow.
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