Beaudry at 7th

W wakes up and realizes she is on the sidewalk
remembers someone throwing her out on the street
someone throwing her out on the street the street
passing between 1 = 6 and the late bus to Monterey
Park 496 (they they took took the the numbers down
last night) squeaking door – "Portia playing the violin
in the alley the dark alley money falls down she's
wealthy" the electronics store has no silence that's
re-newed it's up delightful from 8 am to 12 pm take
a piece of paper write the word you relate to and post
them in an electronic format (if you can find) see the
result results broken nose fingers ankles around
the examination table grounded in eyes for obscenity
scrutiny etc. that censorial obligation in any corporate
partner single owner-ship ex-pur-gate place
a candle on the table "light up my life" edit and delete
no matter what it's consisting of cells instruments drawn
from a fragrance your mother wore to 'Ray Charles'
cede cede cede let it up stop take the sign as written the
'Terms Of Service' the T=O=S toss it the bricks up to the
next man toss the cement up to the next man toss the bricks
up toss the shit away it's given some the idea pickled 
sturgeon cave like existence shrouded in stucco hidden protected
bye bye 'bye blackbird' petty objectionable bodies considering
what that though may have at it's outer center a divided
area W wakes up in the main activity a cardiac care
unit meditating on a 'Carlin' rant a Shakespeare rant
coupled with oxygen bottled around Beckett's neck
while a pivot revolves into mid points points points points
points points all thrown out