monn

mon.
i know madame
i know

enn roue

in return

a moment before departing

a conversation
a plastic bag of cold apples
and shaking hands

early

rubber

above the train tracks there is

an odometer

a pause in

an evening

i have never walked through this door

during a morning near lark street

on a soft morning

we met in front of some store

and began to walk

towards

a place where we drink coffee

my brother and i bought a baguette

and rode our bike

to where we could see the ocean.

he took a photograph of me standing there

and then he took another

and then i took one of him

wellange -

an unknown number of mornings

that i

lived between two photographs

owtt

where lips

and beaks

eatt

'you down yet? was thinking of heading up soon.'

holding snow flakes

,stepping on lawns

,and drinking coffee

_with robert kulisek

a view

via

someone i shook hands with

[interrogating the obvious :: chris gentile]

partial corner

gathering

above the river

'is it going to be bright?'

'can you take a picture of us?'

ian / / gregory

they

make

things

here;

onto support

low the eams

afte efore

broth heirs

a sway to the grain.

a glass to taste.
cortado.
[two two one east broadway]

noin-est

who are you?

sat

like a shadow

where is the un'?

where is the body?

(i) pass

(i) stop
((i) think of him)

the people

exit the train

so

my key

is on a desk

hands

in(to) the first hour of the morning

we gather(ed) balloons