Into the landscape I melt..

Stuck in the horror of dental office somewhere in non-descript New Jersey...death permeates the atmosphere...the people who work here haven't had an original idea in decades....the old patients tell nasty jokes about being alive one more day...I"m not sure why I'm here accept my friend said he would need help to back over the river...it looks dubious now but.I said okay so here I am...into the landscape I melt...friends gone lost into the abyss of their miasma...we came out on the Garden State...I used to drive out here on Sunday's in the fall with my Dad to come to Giant games..that's when life was beginning...but that was a long time ago and he's been dead now for two years...it's been a year since I've actually talked to S....images melted into the landscape...  

Landscape As Release

Memory As Landscape

Memory as landscape...in 1998 when I worked for the H.C. P.   Told me to mind my place.  He didn't like the minimum wage help acting as his equal.  He was making in the Qua as a big shot. His ego couldn't handle it. The H.C. Closed two days ago. Gone. Into memory.  A shuttered hole.  He's gone I'm still here...in the aesthetic of the woods...the pay phone of what was once Grand Union gone.  I remember Crazy Yeti on that phone and having his girlfriend so pisssed off. It too is gone along with The Grand Union.  The train station is gone privatized into a restaurant for the well to do.  I spent many a moment in there in altered state of consciousness.  But the landscape lives on.  It becomes the memory.

The Next iPhone Image

It's the next iPhone image...still standing at one with the landscape...I've outlasted them all...and she went into the wind but I had my own iPhone now...she can't turn that number off in a fit of rage...I am what I am...I never represented myself as anything different...and when she was done with my image she went to shred it up and throw like dust to the wind....but she had no clue that I am built to last...and that I am about something which is expression...which she can't get...because she lives just for moment for moment and whatever that act demands...I set up her up with a couple of blogs...didn't last long..I'll helped her with go fund me project including making shows...didn't act last long...I showcased her poetry on tv show and it never happened again...when I caught her lying and lying time again it was time for her image to go...I needed to recreate a new iPhone image....