Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
My Bus Ride Home Poem as Texted to Jenny Holt 9.25.09
12.23am
On the midnight bus after work I'm looking out the window. I'm sitting with drug addicts ex-convicts prostitutes dealers.
12.28am
I'm looking out the window the street lights one after another hit my face. I think germantown avenue is my favorite street in philadelphia.
12.32am
We pass a halal meat market. An older man gives a young mother with a stroller a dollar. He says for the baby. She smiles and says thank you.
12.36am
The baby is shaking.
12.44am
Between a rowhouse in disrepair and papis mini mart is a store that exclusively sells obama stuff. Beneath barack's fairey'd face appear hope change progress.
12.53am
at erie ave a mexican with a deep scar on his cheek drops a pamphlet on the seat next to me. What will you decide? Day of decision. The turning point in your life
1.01am
Temple is solemn. The kids are in their apartments taking their chemicals. The projects are solemn. The residents are in their houses taking their chemicals.
1.09am
I arrive at city hall. I look up at penn standing on his building. The huge yellow clock. I'm here. At least i know where i belong.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Oh Yeah, Hypnotism's Really...Cool: Things I Heard This Summer
-Hood lookin' G on the trolley
" I go home, I won't be able to sleep at night if, if you're not...not happy with your window treatments."
-Curtains salesman bro
Nobody wants a label, especially one that smacks of dilettantes and sycophants and the New York City art world...Yuck!"
-Dad
"Someone was telling me how to steal cars, nice cars, lamborghinis, maseratis, and they ship 'em down to South America, you know. The rich people, they hear they can get really good prices on sports cars out of South America and they buy they own cars back."
-Papo
"Do it or you can't watch the Eagles' game on Sunday!"
"Dad don't touch me with that...Noooooooo"
-A lil bro and his dad in a stall in the bathroom at the Phils game