Win On Diagonals

Then you are alone in that house…Mountainville, NY.  You are being interrogated by a piece of sculpture by Louise Bourgeois, you haphazerdly trip upon a description of an Agnnes Martin Painting…. You have an urge to travel to Flagstaff… You still have an intense…intestinal disgust for the trappings of knick knack art poopoo, love for knock off coglones as they are reflected in a bathroom mirror not really worthy of having an attendent.  I don’t know where i’m going.  I want to run away for a month and a half.  I want to be someone else today-tomorrow whatever…estranged from my recorded voice…..hailing a cab in my sleep, trying to escape from a pair of ex-con piano teachers named Helbert and Kroxie.