In less than three weeks
off to Shanghai,
(no idea where this dirty road (footnote)*
is taking me,)
*Townes Van Zandt song lyrics
and the cabin has been secured. I've sent the checks (rent and damage deposit) and friend Daniel is going to do an inspection and get the logistics down.
It'll be a three hour journey from my suburbia condo, but i can take a bus, a boat and walk the hour up hill, all for under twenty.
I say i want to finish
“Poems For the Shaw”
and i am making
little effort in that direction,
which is conflicting…
the cabin is on 7 acres,
quiet and peaceful,
with no high speed internet,
only dial up
which is a thing of the past,
i have no idea why I'm here
but once in a while i get inklings…
shang hai and cabins,
poetry and the stock market
today is wednesday and i need
yogurt, cereal, celery, lettuce corn
which i can afford
where i live it is against the law to consume less than eight or nine servings of fruits and vegetables a day…the most important thing here is our good health…
shallow central…
and now we strive for a seamless world,
and conflict is a source of creation or/and destruction…
who said we decide?
Politics
But again,
i get a head of the story, first to China,
to meet my beautiful girlfriends family
contributing to Western-Sino relations
some of us know
our life style is unsustainable
On a personal note,
the blue budgie just flew around the room,
and the bourgeoisie class grew in size immensely
the outcast
American
an accidental world power…
now the rest of the world
has to make sure,
they don’t blow us all up….children…
