2005.03.10
YOU'RE NOT THE FIRSTThis poem was there along with all these phone numbers, ballpoint-pen'd on a wall. That room was remodeled years ago, I thought of the second half of this poem last week but couldn't recall the first two lines until last night.
YOU'RE NOT THE LAST
ANOTHER DAY
ANOTHER CRASH
Diary Entry and Art Study of the Moment
Swimming in the afternoonThis was a footnote in a some cool Slate Dali coverage -- I guess there's a new show of his work, NPR had some coverage of it.