OVER-FLOW

Today a river runs through it

and around it 

and over it

Today, The Waters of New York and New Jersey
decided to rise up and overthrow the
tyrannical governing of River Banks and Side Walks.

Today they flooded the Storm Drains

and 

Swamped the Streets.

I heard on the news that a wave of radicals started

breaking into basements sometime last week and have refused to vacate.
They just keep pouring in...

Suburban housewives and their children are being loaded into rowboats
and floated down the Turnpike,

in search of higher grounds.

Chickens are drowning at an alarming rate and

Umbrella related injuries are up by 40%.

The subways have turned into aqua ducts.

Cars are being abandoned on the FDR

or what's left of it..

They say people have been spotted surfing down Bowery on briefcases.

The Suits and Heels are loosing ground.

Today, 

a river runs over it.

Dún Chathail

Ten years ago
I was in a real Irish Pub
that was in a real Irish town
that was really in Ireland.

I had real Irish friends,
who played real Irish music
and sang real Irish songs
and drank real Irish pints.

We hung out in real Irish pubs
We danced in real Irish discos
and told real Irish ghost stories at real Irish Forts,
and walked boldly off real Irish cliffsides...

Sláinte.

Green-Eyed Monster Girl Tabloid Blues

Oh yeah?!

You... with your photos..

You make me want to beat you senseless

because you were born pretty and tall and 

genetically predisposed to max out at 20 lbs soaking wet.

Fuck you and your countable ribs and

your big wide eyes and

the fact that people 

PAY YOU 

to dress up and make faces. 

Today, I hate

Pretty People

and

Rich People

and I super-hate

Pretty Rich People and Rich Pretty People.

My Daddy doesn't sell retail space on Mars 

so I actually need a desk job.

And my Mommy's not an heiress

so I only get to window shop for designer threads,

and they don't let me get too close to the windows.

They say my fingerprints are greasy

and I scare away The Benjamins when I press my face against the glass like that...

Nobody pays my rent. 

Today, I hate

hating people

and 

Facebook stalking

and

my hair, which hasn't cooperated all day...