10/1/90 The woman made love To a gasoline pump On the corner of Sunset and Vine, Haddock shortcake In the back of Her own, sweet, And bleeding sublime, But naturally the street sweeper Just smiled and shivered “It’s the moon, they’ve stolen my mind!”

9/25/90 Done, a toiletonce clogged—nowclean and pure, safe forbuttocks everywhere.

9/28/90 I hang my keys from my belt proudly, like a status symbol, like Mercedes Benz, like BMW, like Rolex until they sound my fat thighs I walk proudly I am an angel strollin, Insignia incarnate, my arms are brown and dirty, tattooed by labor, broken pipes, clogged septic pumps, I stand tall, kiss work…

9/25/90 One big ball Of bright red hair Hurtles top speed Across the parking lot “Die fuckers, die, die, die.” Yet then, the hair stopped for a second, looked up and said: “Sorry mom!”

9/25/90 Poor little Susie Was in a family way Belly hard and smooth Little sister Suzie says “Mommy, how did Susie get that way?” Mommy says “Hush, just something I cannot tell you.”

9/25/90 Sherry and Geoff sat In the middle of The wide white room And slow swayed together To the sound of Stevie Nicks on some old Fleetwood Mac record From 1976, They clapped when Stevie sang about the Witch, and Geoff stood up, said “Why is it all Kaiser Permanente, even Credit cards got magnetic…

4/24/90 There’s something special about darkness I walk alongside you Invisible to each other, I can say anything Like to priest through The confessional screen The words appear green in the darkness you must listen, But in the morning I can’t find you in the light.

9/23/90 Smimmering in light profan[e?] He told me Reagan was messiah, savior of American people I passed him the lit joint, he toke[d] toke[d] heavy and passed it back around.

09/28/90 Someday, everybody screams – Oh’ God In America Someday, everybody writes their name on the wall In America

9/20/90 The 18 year old Asian boy or maybe man I couldn’t tell, stared at his desk intently as I came in studied every ~~made~~ crack ~~in the~~ like a prospector searching for gold every ~~can~~ canyon Sierra mountain of the desk The money on the table slip it between my breasts down under my…