Hermin Miller Aeron (September 26, 2005)

Road like a car,
sidewalk like pedestrian.
The joy of a bike.



Aeron office chair.
School interrupts my sitting
--a happy buttocks.



Chairs at school and work
cannot possible compare
To an office throne.

Russian Class (September 21, 2005)

Thunderstorm outside
--Not riding my bike in it.
Makes class bearable.



During Russian class.
I think of video games
and a special girl.

Weekend into Monday (September 19, 2005)

Shot made for a man.
It's okay for men to cry.
--Vodka Tabasco.



Looking at faces,
easy to identify
the morning people.



Anarchy symbol
proudly displayed on her bag
next to a peace sign.



I drool at the thought:
like a billboard photograph
my home made sandwich.

Class, Work and eBay (September 13, 2005)

My room is freezing
The bathroom is a sauna
air conditioner.



Tough as nails marine
I send demons back to hell
pondering the point.



A fatty paycheck
I eagerly await it--
feed my addictions



I hold them open
my neck exceedingly limp
Fight for consciousness.



eBay victory.
My money beat the others
now I get to pay!

Taking Notes (September 8, 2005)

Boredom pains me.
I look down at some hang nails--
Sigh of reluctance.



I sit and listen
laughing at simplicity.
College -- What a joke.



It rains every day
everyday I walk that is
... it's better than heat.

Hella Class (September 7, 2005)

My room is freezing
The bathroom is a sauna
air conditioner.



Tough as nails marine
I send demons back to hell
pondering the point.



A four hour class
but interesting teacher--
still very painful.



My stomach growls
I tell him to shut his trap.
I call the shots here.



A squirrel eats garbage
on the lip of a trash can.
He makes it look good.

Another First Day (September 6, 2005)

A new semester,
another virgin notebook,
again -- deflowered.



It's syllabus day
for the thirty-seventh time.
Running the motions.



Class fills with people.
Veteran college students,
most of them ugly.



Waking up early
couldn't be more difficult
with my "condition."



Japanese teacher--
Things aren't looking good for me.
... you know how they are.



My eyes want to close.
Distant and incoherent
"The class description"