Thursday, January 8, 2009

have you received your phone call?
Andy Warhol had a solid gold telephone that
connected him to god
funny, with age, you anticipate and yearn for phone calls
from doctors and lawyers the way we used to yearn the
chats of lovers.
i saw student driver on the free way and it was the purest thing
she had that look that said
this is my first time on the freeway
i completly forgot that feeling

wicked the musical is a child matinee
like the bible after king james

i was living in kansas when I heard that you should use
nail polish to suffocate tiny insects called chiggers
they liked to burrow into skin, lay eggs, rent sex and the city
and play house

in los angeles i took my thunderbird to a mechanic
named angel who wore black nail polish and had a tear drop
tattooed on his left cheek.

i sold that car to Australian beer mogul
the shame

the first time i learned the word gossip in chinese
was from a math teacher named gabriel who dyed his hair
drove a fake harley
and spoke to me about prayer and god.

you see, i just think the world is full of people who seem
to know the jesus,
i loved a jesus
but i started collecting virgin mary paraphernalia and
if you live in east los angeles you would understand
and jesus is for financial advisors and amway
the mother of sorrow is in this city
which seems hell bent on destroying its women
that last line was stolen from david duchoveny



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