Clash Baby

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

You start to ask your friends, "Is it a sign of mental illness when you think of the Ramones every day?" Intrusive thoughts, can you relate to the peers of the human race? Is there a freedom of expression found nowhere else but the shock of human contact in the sweat of a music beat so sweet you taste shoulders' salt? What an animal looks like once loosed from a box.

I wish I could meet an environmentalist from China. Please contact me.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

"Israel is an Apartheid State."

I remember Washington Square Park in 1983. The graffiti taught me about the world. I was learning to read and I wondered why the US needed to be "Out of
Nicaragua." and I can read the mural,bloody coke logo and scrawl: "Coke supports Apartheid" US out of South Africa." Reverb lessons of the underground. I saw people drink the red cans with fear.

In Savannah I find the politics shocking and familiar like the lessons of manners from the strictly decored past.

I sweat to the oldies: Leatherface. Frankie Stubbs. "We all Live in Times of War".

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Spent the day at the Beach. Thought about The Tybee Bomb. Listened to News and Notes.

The Right of Quality of Life. Indignately reading labels. Al Gore doesn't even begin to satisfy my fervor. Are you kidding me? The responsibility of knowing the truth about Babies and PVC is staggering.

Young woman: "The plastic is killing me. Choke. Choke."
[She was not a fancifill child. Born to brag of herself as a scientist, she parted her hair on the side and always stood straight when she overheard an interesting conversation.

Young woman two: "I'm full of love, love, love". Love me, you stupid machine.

Young woman: "You know what I really like? Hamburgers. How much is too much? Nasty bread though: puffy dough rappers for grease."

Young woman two: "Beef consumption changes the planet".

Monday, July 17, 2006

I'm too stupid to figure out how to make friends. So I question those who say that the "virtual" community is somehow deficient in providing human animals with the most satisfying and fertility/verility-conserving experience.

Don't you love art that says, "Welcome to my clever mind; 'Nice place to visit but you wouldn't want to live here." ?

Friday, July 14, 2006

In pain I gain empathy. Stiff necked understanding of choking back your stomach Lamant of war and the strain of thriving.
Lebanon babies shocked by the loud sound.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Prunus dulcis and fish contribute to the explosion of civilization. The healthy brain food omegas and free radical scavenging Vitamin E. Fuck sunscreen. Rub on malaise.

Momma's got to protect her baby from radiation. Which reminds me, I love the internet-bride- Eastern-European style with white skin, brushed back hair, store bought mixings of pieces, proud but cautious attitude. Raised under Socialist regimes.Makes me think of surviving New York shelters and squats. Except they are exceptionally well-educated by American standards.

Aaron with the dark hair and stooped shoulders: "This is not time to be indulging in peacetime leisure. Jogging in the park? Are you kidding? Do you know how many corpses I saw in Iraq? We're pretending we don't have cancer."

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

The child of Preparation and Opportunity. A spontanious thing; though not unplanned. "We loved the idea of you" I whispered in the bathtub as I bled and fed and felt good like an animal. I clicked calculations each minute like a shutter. In between, I rested and welcomed my baby with my skin and heartbeat and umbilical chord slick pulse along my wet thighs.The gore of it. I had just left a noisy madhouse of slomo time. And now I was talking over the cool note of joy that rang from my holding you. You answered me like me like a muscle or a lung. "In a few minutess, your life will begin" I told you. "You will be detached."
"I am eager," you replied.