p s e u d o r e a l

Better Than Real Because It's Not.

Tuesday November 12th 2013, 11:18 pm
Filed under: General

(Oct 8) Starts and fits. Lots of negativity from friends. Yay autumn.

My grandmother grew these. I can’t remember the name of it.

where the residents never complain
Past Pinelawn

...for death causes construction to take place
The road to the dead is closed

from the bottom and to the left
Today the signs say… peeling

the piles, they will be driven
There’s always construction going on here

Friday July 20th 2012, 10:57 pm
Filed under: General

(Feb 21) One last trek through the old hood. I think I was going to the post office.

evidence of skaters
I wonder who this belongs to?

it ends literally at the beach
Looking down (north) Main Street

it lights the woodchips
The strange glowing ground

the past is gated
I’ve walked those steps many times in the past

up and away
Looking up (south) Main Street

Sunday July 15th 2012, 4:32 pm
Filed under: General

(Feb 7) To the city and back.

it is blue
We meet again, old friend.

electric go bye bye
Hicksville. No, really.

moon over hicksville
It appears to be full

on the way to somewhere else
I wait, and watch the cars go by

diesel locomotion
Until it arrives, and I depart.

Tuesday July 10th 2012, 2:00 am
Filed under: General

(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.

d is for ...

and ...

and ...

and done.

Thursday August 11th 2011, 11:33 pm
Filed under: General

(Jun 15) Perhaps the last NYLUG meeting has been held. The High Line has been extended. There’s still bits of it lying around all over.

rob menes
Possibly the last NYLUG meeting

what street is this?
In the distance, that building whose name I can’t remember

Robert Moses had a name for this, he called it

sometimes you feel like a nut
And bits of wire and buckets of construction remains in various places

There it is again

Viza couldn’t believe I looked down and saw this.