….the plotted lines the faulty map
that brought Columbus to New York
Betwixt between the East and West
he calls on her wearing a leather vest
the earth squeals and shudders to a halt

A diamond crucifix in his ear
is used to help ward off the fear
that he has left his soul in someone’s rented car
Inside his pants he hides a mop
to clean the mess that he has dropped
into the life of lithesome Juliette Bell

…I’ll take Manhattan in a garbage bag
With Latin written on it that says
‘it’s hard to give a shit these days’
Manhattan’s sinking like a rock
Into the filthy Hudson what a shock
They wrote a book about it
They said it was like ancient Rome
~ Lou Reed

I thought I would share a bit of Lou Reed prose from the song Romeo Had Juliette. I too am caught between the twisted stars in a life that seems not to be my own but a life in perpetual reverie of fear, regret and entangled self-entitlement by proxy.

As the politics of reaction dominate the national psyche, the global functions of systemic dissonance crumbling and the earth besieged by fossil fuels; it is indeed hard to give a shit these days as Mr. Reed pontificated. I try to give a shit yet I am irreparably torn between the two masks that I have displayed to the world at large. continue reading…