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20 hours of riding Polish trains

wooden boxes. Some are a bit more advanced than others. But the infrastructure is still very basic. The way back was a late night train for 10 hours. Started a bit before midnight.

Jotted this in my notebook half asleep at about 6AM as the sun was slowly leaking into the dark of the train's compartment.

Of course still rough . . . much more to come. . .

Elblag Katowice Elblag
"the measure of love is to love without measure"

to get
from side of
Poland to the
other I'm
with priests in a closed
one has thick glasses
I'd say 26
and the other priest
giggles and a gooey eyed
nun comes I'd say
around 21 and they
pray and pray
10 hours of mumbling
holy Polish and this
is a midnight train
a ten hour communion
with what I don't
Let the record show Polish trains leave you saddle sore. Sometimes the babel and the banal turns brilliant. There is need to trace my teeth to gums. I've invented something simp…

Enneagram test :-)

your Enneagram type is NINE (aka "The Mediator")

"I am at peace"

Peacemakers are receptive, good-natured, and supportive. They seek union with others and the world around them.

How to Get Along with Me

• If you want me to do something, how you ask is important. I especially don't like expectations or pressure.

• I like to listen and to be of service, but don't take advantage of this.

• Listen until I finish speaking, even though I meander a bit.

• Give me time to finish things and make decisions. It's OK to nudge me gently and nonjudgmentally.

• Ask me questions to help me get clear.

• Tell me when you like how I look. I'm not averse to flattery.

• Hug me, show physical affection. It opens me up to my feelings.

• I like a good discussion but not a confrontation.

• Let me know you like what I've done or said.

• Laugh with me and share in my enjoyment of life.

What I Like About Being a NINE

• being nonjudgmental and accepting

• caring for and being concerned abou…

IQ or A POETICS (part one)

half of your intelligence is from congress
with other people

thus, without contact, last time
around in Poland

my intelligence

or I lost
my vocabulary

which amounts
to the same thing

this time I talk
talk talk &

if only
to myself

love songs
are the same
and they
keep pushing
my buttons
especially during

I dream
non-stop because
I set my alarm
at odd intervals

I want to live
with pedestrian
and sing woozy
on my feet
around for my keys

wear my organs
on the outside

all our feet
make the big
city , the new city,
the only city
after this one
gets sacked and re-
sacked by the visa-
goths or some
other discontent

what I do
at my desk
is what I want
to do on my bed

it's about getting
with your self
or selves
that shifting

we're gonna go
so better
not confuse
with life

Milk Bar (fifth revision)

Milk Bar
(Elblag, Poland August 9th 2009)

plump ladies
are sweating
into my
let feelings
bring events
and not vice
my spooked
speech contains
a bond with day-
'ello 'ello
spiegel in
history is just
a big H
my house
is not
on the rocks
my little dog
eats me
chop up
the momentary
this is the tender
the barter the human
meatloaf Hercules
paddles upriver with
a spoon and the salt
shaker is missing
from my table

Sopot (second revision)

(August 17th 2009)

this sun
brings me
back to 21
with disorderly
hair with pierced
I did wear
a wet suit
on my
stranger stranger
I've leaked
into the sea
oh woman hobbling
in canary shirt
I'm here
on this bench
I've misread
my trains
soon the light
will go
where are you
travel mates

poetry as potential . . .

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Garbary (fourth revision)

Garbary 11
(28th August 2009)

it's too late
to hand out
the chocolate
the duchess
of Malfi is trying
to eat me
the tactile
is whipped
into the other
eye and I'm a
bunk bunking
on tip toes
in this patch
of northern Poland
red stars
dot the graveyard
in this palace
of baby gods
oh baby I'm
going to give
you a mystery
in this wormy spermy
canal after that final
yes the point comes
trotting after

revisions . . . continued

Bez Konserwantów (third take)

there's a hole to keep you warm
a hole behind the eye
a certain slant of light
with a fly sliding in butter
to feel the turbo pig
scratch his ass
in this afternoon glow
draw the sexsweat
from my aging bones
this is very much a woman's
my ditz nipples flap open
to splay the winning way
to yon sexless desert
my laptop rattles like a cough
there is no
no selling back what
we already have
yes yes
I'm tick ticking
with a tension between
Buddhist and Christian
we adopt
a brand new language in death's
dream kingdom
hey handsome
you mean I'm going to lose
the farm whatever happens
yep this is love talk radio
coming to you live from

Garbary (third revision)

Garbary 11
(28th August 2009)

and if everybody knew
what they want
there would be
no government
people people
this is a riot
the measure of love
is to love without
this is the suit-
case of the world
this is the suffering
the sugar on the
rotting apples
a saucer hiding
unknowns the duchess
of Malfi is trying
to eat me and
I'm suspended
in the ethical

milk Bar (third revision)

Milk Bar

I'm in a Polish
Milk Bar &
plump ladies
are sweating

into my gulasz
every thought
contains a debris

What does
memory reclaim?

What is our bond
with the past?

When did
the daydreaming


OK comes
from the American

what does it mean
to confuse

with life?

The salt shaker is
missing from my
table and my kapusta
is pickled

let feeling bring events
and not vice

versa when
the story