not me
but when i got off the V train
waiting for my F
wondering if i should just walk the last stop…
a big (kinda cute) drunk black guy starts the play on me
braying and slurring “i was supposed to catch the train..”
i thanked my lucky iPod
and just waved my hands in front of my face
adn walked away
in time to greet the F train coming into land…
and when i got off that train
passing through the turn styles out
three cops
drunk homeless guy spattered at the bottom of the stairs
one cop bends down, extends his hand to help the guy up..
and how many others did i see today?
i felt like there were hunderds on the Uppe West Side
as i walked up from 96th
had breakfast with the Children of Light
and then walked back down to 83rd or 4th or 5th…
but maybe it was just the cold
the grey
maybe it was the advertisement for Japanese Single Malt Scotch
maybe it was the lack of sleep
the waking up so early
then back to sleep
then long train ride in
maybe it’s the movie being shot right outside my house
“Across the Universe”
a 60’s/70’s Musical (all music by the Beatles)
that has turned my intersection into a mockery of St Mark’s Place / Haight…
every time i come home… or walk out the door
my long hair flying
everyone in the cast and crew stares at me
Glares!
“Sorry, we’re just making images here… who’s this guy? and where’d he come from?”
My Rent was doubled today
i don’t know how much longer i want to be in this city.
0 thoughts on “a day full of drunks”
Anonymous
rent
rent doubled?..wtf?..are u as excited about peru as i am ?
Anonymous
Big Hug
Big Hug Kiddo,
Come hibernate with me this winter in cow town. Have fun in Peru, absorb the engergy, send me an OM.
kiridansu
cachondo
Doubled! An outrage.
On the other hand I had a dream of us hurtling through Oak Creek Canyon to escape the glib hipness of Sedona. Next, vortices multiplying, swaying hypnotically to the infrasonic intimation of something vaguely numinous–and then tumbled onto the dance floor to see big teeth and even bigger grins with helping happy hands lifting first you, next I, upward. Hello, hello.
Somebody mumbled something about Palm Springs. Find Kazu, say hello.
dominicvine in reply to cachondo
well
i was supposed to be helping the activisty kids with their community garden organization..
which i did all summer
and was so annoyed dealing with their incopetence and flakiness
that when i returned this autumn
i just didn’t give them any of my time
they suggested i just pay all the rent instead of helping with the garden
— i’m trying to gauge how much i really want to be here
how much more time?
like Sedona
this town has turned into a Disney Land
and the best i’ve done here is make money..
mmm
dancing, Huh?
is that where i should look for some authenticity to put my roots in?
i’ll be in Palm SPrings from the 2nd to the 9th, before i head to Peru… who is Kazu?
theoctothorpe
Doubled?!?!
Actually, I think there may be laws against that sort of thing. You may (if you are interested) want to check that out.
dominicvine in reply to theoctothorpe
Yeah…
but it’s not really a Legal situation that i’m living here anyway..
i mean
i’m subletting from a guy who’s been in this apartment over 16 years.
so when i say Doubled
i mean
from $300 to about $700
as a way to help out the Non-Profit organization that he runs..
… because i find it much to frustrating to work with them
(having got so accustomed to older men.. i find flakey hippy kids infurating these days..)