Wednesday, February 01, 2006

tylenol kicks in / may be sleep to nite / / /

so i hide / on the floor of
the / bath room


it's not so bad in here / on the tile floor
pillow under my butt / space heater @ my knee

fills a need / of sorts / need to smoke in side
on this cold nite / need to weed / /

& i enjoy / break ing the rules / in a moderate
sort of way / need to come in / out of / the cold







& to nite / snow / assault of flakes / 6 inches
in 6 hours / / oh / snow falls heavy / sticks
to the power lines


covers / coats / settles / waits for spring
waits for the slow change to ice / / oh /
& i am / a lone in / my addiction(s)


gawd i hate smoke ing / / no / / i take that (it)
back /

i relish / the taste / some times / smokes taste
so good /

& the thot / just occurred to me / / some times i
wish / yes i do / some times i wish / i could just
crawl in side / the music / / be (it)


current lee in to / boards of canada / ether real
or wuz it / e the real / yeah / put that in yer pipe


smoke it / i say / smoke the music / swallow it whole



& i / straighten out / my back / sit tall / for get

every thing i've ever known / toss out the paradigm



& believe / be ing /





the floor is cold / tile / all ways cold / /

& prefer / heat to cold / bare feet to boots

yet / this time of year / i only wear shoes /
from the moment i dress in the morn ing
un til night removes them for bed


i like / my feet off the floor















i real lee like my space heat er














& i / love / my sins / of / my heart

heart / such a crazy place to be















except / my heart / traded places with cold


& i look in to the warm light of the mirror

candles burn / orange light / soft glow /
of


fuck i hate the human condition /




& my shoulders burn / ache from
shovelling snow / hands blister ed
from the handle / / & now for a moment

quiet of new fall en snow / / trees weight ed
heavy / branches touch / reach for the ground

encased /

power lines / solid white
cords / strung thick /
telephone pole to telephone pole

ever thing is / hidden / only to be imagined













a gain





& oh ho / we thot there was no winter
any more / so mild / such a strange rainee winter


& then / winter fell / from the sky / / build ing
lay ers / up on / lay ers /










& to nite / this is the body / that pains me

hands argue swollen / wrists tang sharp needles
back dull / shoulders burnt rank / /
price of exertion




such a strange look ing word / exert / shun








& one supposes / one should go to bed / this

late nite / but i haven't slept in nite & nites

only wake ing / own lee / a wake / hour by / oh
every hour / be comes it's own / night mare / of
a dream that never occurs / there is / no deep
sleep / / & i wonder

why / the body aches / / no thing repairs / / /
no / restoration / rest or a shun / /





so i smoke pot / / take 2 tylenol pms


with any luck / sleep will come / / with any luck















posture / remember your posture



back straight / shoulders / back




& a slight wind / of winter blows thru
the open window / plays with the candle flames

& i find muscles on my back / ones for got ten
but / there they are / tight sore /
















& late lee / i rebel against this / poet
self / absorb ed / this is not / i've decided
these are not poems / just words of a crook ed
mind / one who can't sleep /





one whose face / ages in front of the mirror

who / be comes old / time / pass es / not so long
a go / i remember / / & this year be comes last year
is gone now / yes / i'm full lee in to / the cycle of the
seasons / with anticipation / of every spring that will
ever arrive





can't you feel it too / i'm certain / it's not just me
spinning around this sun / be come ing / in fin ite


& i know / there are places in the world i will
never visit .










i know the pain will eventual lee dis solve me
until i am / no thing / a gain



nuth ing . . gone / the leaves


& see / i'm of the mind /

soul journey happens in this skin

this time a round / what i'm wonder ing

does / soul survive / exit out of this skin















/

2 comments:

Hector the Crow said...

"e the real / yeah / put that in yer pipe smoke it" - haha, i like that.

Sir James Eric Watkins said...

It's all kill, finchy.

I hope you're doing well, my friend.

smoke it / i say / smoke the music / swallow it whole

be cool.

~ James