What are street jugglers called in the U.S.?
It's not a conspiracy! An owl dancing in the California woods!I see a culture house, a beam of dumpster soup.
Who is the girl playing the un-tuned piano.
Nothing like purple patch work shorts, new born enveloped in cigarette smoke.
He stole me an ice cream bar;
he stole my momentary certainty.
eat onions, apples, cinnemon sweet.
eat your heart out, NYC.
i've seen the roof-accessible-
no doors, your rules need not apply
here.
i see a speciman, great, so percise, by night,
the homeless black diamond.
fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide everything.
by the moon, you measure the height and length of your dream.
flashing camera light, rope bridge.
pressure, remember, one step at a time.
what a beauiful sight you are from behind.
forward-twisting-my mind collidescopes inward
and outward, thinking when i should simply exist.
raindrops, no paint
one in the same.
i really miss him, but i do not know his name.
