p s e u d o r e a l
Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(Jan 18) Somehow, between my last post and this one, I apparently took 100 photos I didn’t save. I’m quite sure I have no idea what that’s about. I revisited some familiar places.
The house where Billy chased his Kong
It hasn’t changed much
Things come and go, and and come and go again
The building in the foreground is new, it just doesn’t feel like change.
A former housemate puts the Will G. stickers up. He says it is to honor his son, which is of course a nonsense excuse for defacing things. But for those in the know, it expresses how much he misses his kid.
Go and Stop. A metaphor for my life.
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(Jan 8) Suddenly, nothing happened. I am still in Port Jefferson, apparently for the year. But it doesn’t feel like home either.
There’s been a fire
I don’t really remember what was here.
Through the woods
Past the train yard
Toward where I sleep
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(Dec 31) The end of 2011. I will not miss it. If the year had a theme, it was the treachery of the NYLUG coup, and that I moved again, and that I’ve had a car under my feet instead of the pavement. That last one’s been taking some getting used to still.
Dreary
Dark
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(Dec 14) The Port Jefferson Dickens Festival was afoot. Those who wanted to look good went to see Nan for costumes.
December around here, starts with the Dickens Festival.
This tour, by automobile.
“Dickens Alley”
What are those adults asking for for Christmas? Mortage payments?
Carolers
The tax collector’s office, now the Long Island Music Hall of Fame
The wheels of pain
In among the logs…
Many things grow
fungus
of which there’s more than one among us
To Pete, this is called inventory.
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