yes yes

—bukowski

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 14:14:38 -0400

—bukowski

meanwhile

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 23:18:00 -0400

Driving, dogs barking, how you get used to it, how you make the new street yours.

Trees outside the window and a big band sound that makes you feel like
everything’s okay,
a feeling that lasts for one song maybe,
the parentheses all clicking shut behind you.
The way we move through time and space, or only time.
The way it’s night for many miles, and then suddenly
it’s not, it’s breakfast
and you’re standing in the shower for over an hour,
holding the bar of soap up to the light.
I will keep watch. I will water the yard.
Knot the tie and go to work. Unknot the tie and go to sleep.
I sleep. I dream. I make up things
that I would never say. I say them very quietly.
The trees in wind, the streetlights on,
the click and flash of cigarettes
being smoked on the lawn, and just a little kiss before we say goodnight.
It spins like a wheel inside you: green yellow, green blue,
green beautiful green.
It’s simple: it isn’t over, it’s just begun. It’s green. It’s still green.
— Richard Siken

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Sun, 06 Jul 2008 13:10:01 -0400

"Right now I only want two things - you and time to write. These people out here feel sorry for me;..."

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 15:11:02 -0400

“Right now I only want two things - you and time to write. These people out here feel sorry for me; they don’t know what I’m going to do, and they can’t understand why it doesn’t seem to worry me. It’s so sad that it makes me laugh. I feel like the man with The Secret. They tell me I need love and I laugh quietly. They tell me I need a purpose and I laugh again. I would never tell them how happy I am to know we’re going to be together again, because then they wouldn’t be able to feel sorry for me and they’d feel even worse. I really want nothing more than to be in bed with you, to stay there as long as we want, to have a roof over heads and food in our mouths and to be left alone. We already have the big thing and the rest is trivia.”

- hunter s. thompson to sandy thompson (via bon-bon) (via unicornology) (via align) (via endosymbiotic)

dali: painting and film at the moma

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 11:13:20 -0400

dali: painting and film at the moma

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Sat, 05 Jul 2008 10:39:51 -0400

I see a city that's losing its texture, its character, its grit. Yes, New York City is still the greatest city in the world. But it is no longer the most exciting and surely, it now ranks as the most heartbreaking.

Thu, 03 Jul 2008 15:06:19 -0400

I see a city that's losing its texture, its character, its grit. Yes, New York City is still the greatest city in the world. But it is no longer the most exciting and surely, it now ranks as the most heartbreaking.

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Wed, 02 Jul 2008 21:48:13 -0400

alone with everybody

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 15:50:18 -0400

the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.

there’s no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.

nobody ever finds
the one.

the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill

nothing else
fills.

— buk

sway with me, everything sad — madmen in stone houses without doors, lepers steaming love and...

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 15:47:38 -0400

sway with me, everything sad —
madmen in stone houses
without doors,
lepers steaming love and song
frogs trying to figure
the sky;
sway with me, sad things —
fingers split on a forge
old age like breakfast shell
used books, used people
used flowers, used love
I need you
I need you
I need you:
it has run away
like a horse or a dog,
dead or lost
or unforgiving.

—buk

I went to buy some shoes - and I came back with Life On Mars

Sun, 29 Jun 2008 22:59:42 -0400

I went to buy some shoes - and I came back with Life On Mars

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Sun, 29 Jun 2008 00:16:53 -0400

"I want nothing but my own little corner of the world, and I shall devote myself to it. Art does not..."

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 21:26:20 -0400

“I want nothing but my own little corner of the world, and I shall devote myself to it. Art does not expand, it distills itself. And, if you want comparisons at all costs, I would tell you that to produce good fruit, one must remain on a trellis. Like a wall tree the artist must remain thus all his life, arms extended, mouth open, assimilating everything that passes by and living by everything that surrounds him.”

- Edgar Degas

"Life doesn’t imitiate art; life is art (that’s what confuses so many up-and-comings;..."

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 21:23:13 -0400

“Life doesn’t imitiate art; life is art (that’s what confuses so many up-and-comings; they’re too busy being artists to live).”

- John Lennon

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Sat, 28 Jun 2008 18:51:37 -0400

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Sat, 28 Jun 2008 18:27:44 -0400

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Sat, 28 Jun 2008 18:15:04 -0400

Green Hills Memorial Park Rancho Palos VerdesLos Angeles...

Fri, 27 Jun 2008 22:00:00 -0400

Green Hills Memorial Park
Rancho Palos Verdes
Los Angeles County
California, USA
Plot: Ocean View #875

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