August 2nd, 2011

Oh the Heart!
It bleeds and loves all at once

Oh the woods!
Pure life awaits there in those rivers and trees

Oh San Francisco!
You've worn me to the bone, only lulling me to sleep with your cool lonely breeze

Oh Friend!
Dearest Friend, you come in many places, with many faces...
and to find that of which is truly a friend
is golden.

Oh Mother ( Read more... )

First Class Observation:

Greasy beef head with thick grey curls, 
Money oozing from his Tampa bound tan.
Sweet, gay steward, servin' up a hot chicken dinner
Wine is all over the retiree's lips.

July 2nd 2011 11:00 am San Francisco: Washing Square Park, North Beach

Washington Square park
Ben Frank, the boys & girls.
A perfect crisp, burnt, California day. The sun shines just right, warming brittle bones.
Tucker in the tree above me, he sings love songs &reminds me of Donovan.
There is something freeing and relieving when you find yourself with ( Read more... )

We've given ourselves four months, in which at that point we are quitting our jobs and moving to the country.

Risks must be taken to live fruitfully.

Portland isn't the place for me, no. However, i have a job here now and a safe place to stay and save money. Cali next month. I miss San Francisco and all the North Beach crazies out there.
It's a blessing to have such supportive friends. I would of left here a week ago if it weren't for that. I'm trying to settle in for a bit. One day at a time. ( Read more... )

"Mack and the boys, too, spinning in their orbits. They are the Virtues, the Graces, the Beauties of the hurried mangled craziness of Montery and the cosmic Montery where men in fear and hunger destroy their stomachs and the fight to secure certain food, where men hungering for love destroy everything lovable about them. Mack and the boys are the ( Read more... )

WE WILL ONLY GROW TO THE CAPACITY OF THE SPACES WE ARE PUT IN.

Old memories flood. Cicadas at the bus stop. Hot sun on my shoes- waiting.

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I have stumbled into a block of all sorts. Dumbfounded when it comes to expression. A robot with all the settings predetermined. I made some changes. quit my job. fuck it.
We will make our beds by the Pacific & cook in the morning light.
Preparing, renewing, strengthening. A long journey awaits.