it was sobering
then it wasnt what
he was sober
couldnt rememberslipped his mind
he pondered
a good fifteen minutes before
he threw his hands up quitsixteen
minutes might have issuedinjected despair into
his bloodstream and who in his rightleftleftright
mind
wanted to despair
onward
nearly twentyfours later he recalled
was liberated when he read in The Mars
Room Rachel Kushner “The Norse . . . would love to get an invite
to Anton LaVey’s house. But she is in prison, and Anton LaVey’s house is in the
past. Anton LaVey (devil-worshipper) is dead and his black house is gone, too,
replaced by condominiums.”TRIGGERED
sobering
his black house is gone
eventually itd catchup with him
out of curiosity he Googled it became just another bit of evidence despite convinced long ago
the address on North Western Avenue in Chicago where when he was freshborn lived in an attic apartment
its now a bus stop
bench on Western behind it a parking lot
sprawls
eventually itd catch him
every house hes lived in has been razed
its catching up
one day hed be razed
his fingers were crossed that the razing
would be when he was runninround in nothing but a pair of shorts during a
torrential downpour complet
with thunder and lightning
lightning razed deadcremated in one fell swoop here then gone erazed
then his house sold could
at last be razed like all his former homes
none nor he marked by headstones
sobering
Saturday
afternoon, 3 10. 26
1148, Sunday,
4 10. 26
Joni Mitchell Big Yellow Taxi https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkXugwkfzvc
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