experimental writing. poetry. missions, goals, and plans.

1.8.10

luv

the luv for $$$$$, the luv for fame,
the attempt to make great a name,
all these qualities i believe i possess,
if in court, i would attest,
that happiness lies in greed,
exploiting others wants and needs.

aabbcc

classic poem writing

fuck, my white collar corporate rhymes.

Well, August comes rolling along and I can't begin to explain the more memorable moments I've had in this wonderful month in the setting I call Boston, Massachusetts. How to recap the summer thus far? I've reached my record of not showering for 3.5 days. I rode a moped 50 plus miles. I got robbed. I came up with some brilliant ideas at those moments later to realize they sucked. I've been visiting grad schools to be told that I do not have the experience necessary to enter their current positions. Well, I can say 1 of 2 things about this matter, but will refuse to type text because it will be insinuating and disrespectful. But back to August, the summer breeze in this month is one of my all time most enjoyable memories of riding by bike back buzzed from some obscure location back to my bed for my face to meet my pillow after being caressed for who knows how many hours of constant play by the gentle breeze. The moments looking at my feet pedaling and questioning them if they will take me home, will they please, and the times when the sidewalks knew exactly my intentions and led me to the lighted beacon on hillside. these are just flowery ass ways to say that I knew those streets like the back of my hand but what i wonderful summer i've had in Boston.

I can't really compare nor can anybody compare the skyline of their favorite cities. For it holds a special place in every person's respective 'symbolic' hearts. whenever i cross the mass ave. bridge to go to cambridge, my eyes flutter from left to right as I try with every movement, and every second that passes by, try to smother, fondle, and touch everything I see with my eyes. It really is something special, to see the sailboats flutter in the distance and all the white people running along storrow. but i am ready for a change, I have some plans inside my head that could make a insane person sane. But while I am at it, I'll share my other sweet spots in and around the greater boston area.

The alleyway behind bodega - 11 clearway st. boston ma
right side of the entrance, proceed, turn right continue for one city block.

chickatawbut rd, blue hills, quincy ma
follow the road from braintree to canton
swerve and turn along the curvy road and stop when you see parking spots
a beautiful skyline awaits

seafood district
south boston
right at harpoon brewery
continue past 1 stop sign, take left
another beautiful skyline awaits

East boston
somewhere

rooftops
allover

daah, im done

SEMA vegas 2010. Seafood expo. California.