Onwards As it Were

Botox, People Magazine & the Cowboy Stars
February 2009

The days turn, incessant and yawning
I am after it--
the one with the golden tooth

Souls are
inherently digital, already, the water was plural
It would not have made a difference
if one of us existed, as negation, in negation
I adore you for it. The terror
of crows and midnight-internets is time
broken into billions of People.

Without recollection, without having access to recall,
With nowhere does the body belong just as
Senses simulated or else mocked

For public usage, your skin
still there. "I" am not there, the violence
of double-quotations is to place oneself inside a tornado, willingly,
doorless sentences get slain
behind a single word or the enterprise
of your laughter benefits only you.

The mileage between two words
is what brought forth text-messaging, I believe, but
Who cares? No one, yeah, no one.

Tonight, beauty goes as far as a bare mattress
With a bare body on it and the light
Over your face is for age that goes with everything
Just as age separates and binds do we ever
get out of it--no, sure, fuck it why not.



-All Movie Clips Come to an End

The End

Thanks Babe. Snap* We Did It Again.

ByeBye Birdie.

xx

Nailski

Happy Birthday Clipper!!

Today in History
1994 Smoking banned in Pentagon and all U.S. military bases
1986 Clint Eastwood elected mayor of Carmel, California
1935 Works Progress Administration, WPA, approved by Congress
1914 U.S. and Colombia sign a treaty concerning Panama Canal Zone
1879 Milk was sold in glass bottles for 1st time


Nailppy Birthday To You

Easter Mass on a Sunset Beach

Dear Naily Easter.

A few days ago on the bed an argument of color extends its four limbs until it walks on its legs. On a wet spring train of that thought, somehow it was decided that color is a child of time and progression. In my mind I stared at what seemed to be color photos from the 1960s and giggled about representation, how tones in color come to prominence as a reflex of technological inhibition, how memory stains come to fruition during such silly daydreams, how it has me sitting here writing to you about it.

At Saint Louis roman catholic in downtown Buffalo, I lit a candle at the foot of the huge marble Pieta and said something like "god please take care of us all" and realized that Jim Carrey has two R's in his last name. During the priest's performance of the Transubstantiation I noticed the tabernacle behind his back resembled a drive-thru call box at the fast food joints when he removed the gold plate of tiny hosts and God was there. somehow. Does a priest still have the ordained power to turn french fries or a Happy Meal into the body of Christ? And why not?

While walking up the aisle to receive holy communion there is always the "Act of Contrition" to recite like a pop song which goes:

OMG I am sorry for my sins
In choosing to do wrong and failing to do right
I have sinned against you and yr church
I firmly intend, with the help if yr Son
To make up for my sins and to love as I should

Amen.

Leaning forward with my tongue hanging out, I felt like a puppy coming to get a treat and there was god in my mouth laughing. I walked back to the pew to, got on both knees with my face in my prayer palms and said "please take care of my family and friends. Don't forget me." At some point it became clear that Christianity is the longest living soap opera with a day and nighttime running of two-thousand years produced by Archangel Gabriel Studios all done in final cut pro in some far corner of my imagination. The bell rang. Spring is officially everywhere and its time for Claritin D allergy pills.

Everyday is a Dream. Let know one tell you otherwise.

Hearts & Stars,
Clippy Easter

He Is Risen!

Clip
Easter is my very favorite Holiday. It makes me so happy to awake to a miracle. Like how three years ago we shared Mimosas at Maggie Brown's. I'm still here. and so are You. Ta-Da! love you so.
Nailster Bunny

Song response to Yr "Not For Then" and Because If I Then If Again I'm Gonna Break Up With My Own Self At This Point If Then Is Not Clear Now, Shit