apostrophe sulk.

going to the moon.

brb.

skeleton of.

even with them
digressions
she was hiding it
topographical muscle
he wanted answers
clues

punch brunch.

coming back with red juice around the corners of your mouth. a punch brunch mustache above a coy smile that continues to look (mail order catalog) straight ahead (everything’s cheaply expensive) with a fixed gaze (confidence man).

port authority.

missed bets on dirty green fees
a maleficent conduit
(shiv in the thigh, head in the sea)
yogurt stained
part time vissor
forging handshake signatures
kneecap escalators seeking retribution
expectedly
ghostlike
on a pier walk
lamplit
five strides
inland
turns brief
gotcha!

no one knows what to make of the bailout.

this man in the coffee shop is eating cheerios out of an old cottage cheese container and sipping an orange san pellegrino out of a wine glass.

jetpacks, sans golden parachutes.

sdblum:

loren said today, after we looked at footage of the man flying across the english channel with a jetpack:

“the economy collapsed and people are flying around with jet-packs.”

it seemed like some important threshold had been passed.