The House That In The Storm.Tom was an odd man. he liked to build three side bird houses. Sue Liam rode the train incessantly. The Elevated and the Underground. Shark tooth Tuesday and apricot floss Monday . The rain always seemed to hold great promise. A storm of dust bunnies as escaped from the vacuum while the coat check was having a cigarette. Tom used the old fashioned glue paste with the screw on cap with a brush attached. The polyester pants he got at the thrift store are both too long and tight. He is not a big man. The sun dial in the garden is a diesel. it sits on a dais. Tom had the town come and chop it down to make room for his new bird house. The blue paint has hardened in the can so he pains it yellow. This was long before the glue dried. The trains are all running four minutes late in midtown and one minute early at the coast. For a summer get away the maid packed a blueberry sandwich and onion crepes. Sue Liam walks along suburban streets with a time table clutched in her hand like a win.

hop of the rails for a hand out at a track side church center. The skater punks are vegetarians. We trade our apples for their deviled ham.

For many of us who traveled across the country in the 90s, The Muppet Movie was a greater inspiration than On the Road.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a rider packing a guitar.

He was a bit of square. I could tell by the way he walked that his shoes didn't fit quite right.

A few things had happened before it all got started. It began with fish hanging from a street sign, three televisions tuned to static and one playing a video tape of old Marks Brothers films. the coffee table was missing a leg. It was propped up on a wine jug of nearly the right height. The syrup jar was full of ants.

He tells the Porter I was a Hobo. When the Butler returns, he places a silver tray on the cocktail table beside me. Crackers, smoked kippers and a large glass of port wine. My host lights his pipe and tells me of our days on the ribbon.

the tunnel resurfaces on the other side to a trap door exit into a small party. I approach a stranger who I have known for years and ask, 'When you think of me, would you say that you think of me as a religious man?

under the waves of one of this planet's seas. diving to the lowest depths in hopes of finding a subterranean passage into the netherworld.