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christ looks so much better when I’m high, with his stripper hair and his val kilmer gut. so I slip off my left shoe to loosen my chest.

she had a green quilted jacket like yours but it didn’t look as good on her. she didn’t have the matching eyes, the lunatic hips, the take away ass.

on sixth avenue we had a pool. aerosmith. “more than a feeling”. a diving board always ready to break. don’t leave me lord with my early floppy discs. irish girl cousins sunning topless. little chatterboxes. confessional hoaxes. my primitive phrases supposed badly, shimmering a chlorine spray.

malled. ten theaters without one good movie. still, we stayed all day throwing light. a water leak projected better than the story. than the wa-wa guitar.

at home depot someone said “that’s bad karma john”. “shane, shane, come back shane”. shane, the bad christ who doesn’t look better high. more like leather fading into months that go by without the urge. that special swoon.


let’s make categories:
sixth avenue backyard.
stripper christ/shane as christ/black and white christ
noise bands.
people who sit on the same side of the table at restaurants.
instruments designed to invade skin.
mike’s karma dilemma.
earlier technology.
movies vs. music


sixth avenue backyard:
irish skinny-dipping. kristine ward kept on her t-shirt but the water
saw through it. it was better than seeing her naked.
five years there was a baseball spot on the stone wall. don sutton. bill singer’s no-hitter.

stripper christ/
shane as christ/
black and white christ:
who cares about the color of his horse. syncopated eucharist. none
of us care if you come back, just quit looming when we’re tripping.

noise bands:
isn’t that the point.

people who sit on
the same side of the
table in restaurants:
are the same people who show up in all the pictures at weddings.

instruments
designed
to invade skin:
stripper jesus has a high voice and a pocketful of bullets. he
never walks anywhere.
in the backseat she says “john has the best scar”.

mike’s
karma dilemma:
the plus side. I was on the moon. one small step for a guy they
would never let forget.

earlier technology:
in 1990 the mac I bought cost three thousand. it had a cheap-ass
printer that kept on saying “I’ll be home soon”. I was lonely.
woven. a bookmark convertible. the best song on a good album.
synonym combat. lack of late-night contact when a girl with her
boyfriend looked at you that way.

movies vs. music:
composition eventually wins. additional manipulation. enhanced
recall. sex in the afternoon.