there's this nearly-24hour convenience store up here, i just was there a
minute back, and the guy there lives in my building and he's real nice,
real cool and smiles a lot and lives upstairs 2flights, and i guess it's
called "SUPER-DEL MARKET" but a lot of the lights inthe sign don't work
so all y'see is SU...KET" when y'go up to it, or when you're on the bus
in the morning so early that there's no sun yet but wheenever you're
always thinking about all those lights that're blown out and have been
blown out since you signed the goddam lease someday last year when you
knew this was it, you knew you were making a break with your past with
youcollege with your high school with yor boyboy catholic grade school
and all those nice little boys who're still y'r friends and who still
call you when you're not hacking at the box and not screwing away at
tiresomely fucked up Alvin Ailey dancers who talk and talk and talk and
as much as you like that you just gotta give and get what you want
somewhere and make her shutup, not that you want her to get lost or be
mean to you or every night's gotta be measuring up to the previous night
and if she doesn't fuck you up as deep as you can be fucked every single
night then she's not very good for you, is she, and you gotta think about
things time after time after time          and now you're home and typing
typing up into the box making it up that the weather really suck hard or
otherwise you'd be outside shooting baskets and sniffing up the river
even at this hour, even later and even all night long because there's
nothing else to do g'dammit..      so i'm not aggravated or be-noyed at
the SU...KET but at Guinnes and this new thing they have about
selling 4-Packs, 4-Packs i say, this is rotting me, rotting on me.  it
hurts, but the radio says martians are landing and the saucers
ar landng and the spacemen have come again, but look to the skies, the
saucers will always be there, oh hodie-ho that's the truth if you look
even a little deep into people yattering loud-as-fuck on the bus in the
morning or in-the-afternoon, people are desperate to believe in flying
beasts or glittery saucers or God.




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