Earth day, dearth day … famine, shortage, defficiency, lack, want.
Earth day stream of consciousness.
Oil spills on the water and somehow -
littered plastic, lottery tickets,
shattered glass and rearview mirrors
cut me the deepest.

The president is as the president does.
The signs point in every direction.

Ginsberg, howl -
in no time
you are transformed
into a lawn ornament.

March …

Our contract with the clocks was reset by order of the president.
He says he talks to G-d. Or does he say; “-with G-d.” …
“-at G-d.”…? I don’t quite recall it exactly. Meanwhile,
we go in and out.
We walk up and down,
waiting patiently for spring to remove our coats.
The new green reminds us [...]

I love Les.