I’m in a hospital room. There are sleeping bags everywhere and a bunch of Islip kids are hanging out. In the corner of the room, a doctor is performing surgery on a man. Random images flash in front of me and I see myself on a dentist’s chair, the dentist standing over me. I see a water bottle filled with vomit.

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I go out for a walk alone by the beach. My parents warn me that it’s getting late and though its getting dark I go out anyway and walk on the promenade. When I get to the end, I walk back but there is clearly a bad storm coming. The waves get rough and halfway back, I look up and see several tidal waves, all different sizes, but all huge and ( Read more... )

I’m visiting my cousin James with Jenny. We sit in his living room while Jenny goes into the kitchen and comes back with apple juice and pancakes that are in almost pure liquid form. I look at the pancakes afraid to say anything, but I ask for maple syrup and she pours it in my apple juice. She walks out of the room and I turn to look at a small ( Read more... )

I’m sitting in a room with a white box of photographs. They’re all of me and Jenny and they involve us doing things we’ve never actually done before or things we have done before, though the scenes are unfamiliar.

I’m kneeling down looking through an old journal of mine. I’ve written about people I’ve known but all the names are unfamiliar, even ( Read more... )

I’m walking around in a strangely deserted neighborhood. I find a bike and start to ride it but I hear a dog bark and I turn my head back to see an angry but otherwise pet looking German Shepard chasing me. I ride the bike faster but it catches up to me and bites my hand and then my leg a few times. I expect blood but it doesn’t bite very hard or ( Read more... )

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"I had a mother; I had a father, things -- things that made sense. Do you remember things that made sense? Things you could count on? Before we all got so lost? What are we gonna do, Charlie? What am I gonna do?"
-born on the fourth of july

White ship disappears
into wave machine...this morning

your eyes got shot with
secret chains

that pill armies eventually
set free

you queens so often, in fact,
open my graceful anxieties

like soft horses through toy deserts...

I love this mansion
though it's too many windows

to open halfway each morning
to close halfway each night.

-jim

music is a heartbreaker or a backbreaker or a soul stealer or a skinflint money pinching ass kisser. boy oh boy oh boy. since we're feeling so...oh never mind. i suspect there's some sort of judgement just around the bend but there's no point getting ahead of yourself. let's hope god feels just like i do is probably the mantra you choose? probably ( Read more... )