never mind the insomnia...

because i woke up at 4 AM this morning i didn't have the energy to do much but eat some salami and chedder and watch Wedding Crashers...

Wedding Crashers- wow! i wasn't really expecting to enjoy it...but i sure did...super funny...i usually hate Vince Vaughn (sp?)movies...like that fraternity movie (YUK) and, well i can't remember what else (Jurassic Park Pt. 2, though that doesn't really qualify as a Vaughn move, you know what i mean...they usually co-star Ben Stiller...YUK)...but yeah, i was laughing a lot..."you shut your mouth when you're talking to me!!!"

Jim Behrle doesn't believe me that i ordered a "I Invented Flarf" t-shirt...medium black dooder...send that shit!

and then i fell asleep late afternoon to the Sex Pistols playing which segued into The Shins which maybe or maybe not informed my alpha-sleep dreams...

and then i went to the bar...got about 6 pages done on Palmer's poem "Echo" from First Figure...which prologue to the nap i thought was going to be impossible...prelim theis draft due friday...ouch...but not so ouch now that 6 more pages were added, AND i took tomorrow off work (sorry no "currently at work on" posts till friday)...i'll still have to explain to Anselm why i'm 5 pages short...

wrote three poems for Mouf...(roughy rough)

"the islands will
be a grave
for their children"

which slept inside
the rock
which the mind
is made up
which exenterates
the islands
and then and then
so it became
an immediate rime

which they will forget
in a sense
then go to sleep

...


"the limit of the song is this
prelude to a journey to
the outer islands"

his words are over
the stain on the sheet

the flower and so on
the ink dries

to the piles
of flowers

I did?

which is also opal
a long blue

listeners at the crook
of the brook

...

I have been travelling
a white strip
my head is the meadow
the carnelian
weather or
a small room in
a steel vise
I am a woman or
a man been travelling
into the details
as it sounds
to fuck the
subject against
the ceiling/ borders
of the bathroom
sulphur borders
mirroring the brides
waved an "odor of sulphur
penetrated the rooom"


...currently listening to Shuggie Otis Inspiration Information...