Why Is It So Surprising That the Little Man in the White Coat Who Drives the Small Motorized Cart Across the Manicured Putting Green That Grows Like Crushed Money Between the Bungalows of the Biltmore Doesn't Appear to Enjoy the Acquaintance of the Thin Old Man in the Italian Sweater Who Emerges From One of the Bungalows Tugged Along by a Tiny Expensive Dog?

• Four new Armantrout poems
• Armantrout hasn't make the deserted island or even the inner circle of almosts but it's almost love
• They don't work - these four new ones - I think they suck, actually, unless it's self-parody, I blame me
• I am telling you three times, Life in the Self-Parody Is Dead Ocene
• I am telling you three times our flee-or-fight hunter-gatherer jones, deliberately stimulated daily (two long-time digital buds have up and disappeared, lucky fucks), stimulation designed to make me hate more, I'm small, it's universal, most everything tainted as favorite dishes left too long in sun
• but not everything:

• I don't read right anymore, and I don't always listen right anymore, though new Lambchop, lordy
• Debunking the myth of the capitalist cowboy
• Cigarettes and corporate power.
• I. Hate. Motherfucking. Democrats.
• Republicans are pigs, Democrats the enemy.
• Republicans are pigs, Democrats the enemy.
• Might work this post through the weekend
• Planet had to do an Active Shooter Training at her school, the fucks who run it love it
• I am telling you three times....
• Shipped some moribund to the cemeteries, btw....
• I miss Tom

THE CLASS DOESN'T STRUGGLE ANYMORE

Tom Clark

Why is it so surprising that
the little man in the white coat
who drives the small motorized cart
across the manicured putting green
that grows like crushed money
between the bungalows of the Biltmore
doesn't appear to enjoy the acquaintance
of the thin old man in the Italian sweater
who emerges from one of the bungalows
tugged along by a tiny expensive dog?