When i'm in California

When i'm in California
My name is Mike.
I look good.
Hereafter
My name shall be Mike
And my name shall be Mike.

When i'm in sunny Cal
I walk like a rifle butt.
I look like the pope's
Hereafter
Carrying a rifle butt.

So have one of my biscuits.
Record cultural ecstasis
As it mutes the differences
Between us
Every waking day.
See
It's like

When i'm in California
We californians
(See that!)
We like every day.
We like every day because
We
And the days
Grow winterlessly similar.
In parallel.
Never touching.

So amen.

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Winter Comes

Black as the land and flatter than heaven
I'm a fire in your water
Legs parting around the severed middle
Oh dear flame, I'm growing up

     I am a software exec. and I do secret internet foo. I live near Boston, Massachusetts and spend a lot of time in San Francisco.
     I began writing poetry a few years ago in a brave but ultimately feckless attempt to stave off a canonical entrapment breakdown.
     I sometimes write with a pseudonym: Yorick_Nixon. I also write music and play musical instruments. I was a member of Boston noise band Inner Beauty and San Francisco improv combo Senator Buchanon. With the members of Inner Beauty I co-authored a pre-web internet published dystopic novel entitled "Skunk Angst".
     Any spare time I have I read Shakespeare or listen to Bach. Bach seems to be the one thing all nerds agree on. I've lost touch with my culture. Though my friend Janet has turned me onto Cat Power. My only firmly held cultural belief is that Chan Marshall of Cat Power is kind of a babe.