DAWN

I was born.
I saw a few things.
I wrote some of it down.

I lived for a little while, as we all do,
and I will die, as we all will.

I’m happy that I came out of
nonexistence
and saw the sun
before I go back.

Birthday

came out of the bookstore onto carson by comma coffee.
had an old paris review. cost me $5.50. not bad.
some paintings by woody guthrie were on the cover.
i couldn't read it. i was too crazy.

the guys in the bookshop were laid back and friendly. we'd talked a little.
the kid'd been sorting books, pulling them out of boxes.
he asked the older one who isadora duncan was. there was an old autobiography.
the old guy said he couldnt remember. "she'll know," referring to me. 
i dont know why he said it,
but he was right, so i told them who she was.
then i went out and walked. i had to hurry.