Script

Sharon Stone dances naked down Hollywood Boulevard
and of course she has to pull this stunt in front of a

busload of Japanese tourists!

Then the tourists transform into
space-worms and wiggle all over the bus with their

Nikons and Canons and their crazy antennae!

These are very bad worms!

They posted a lol-cat on my home-page!
They ate my scone!

They left me to die on the Pacific Coast Highway!

Then the worms wiggle off the bus and there's
blood and guts everywhere!

Blood and guts in West Hollywood!
Blood and guts in Bel Air!

Comfort Inn

Clean sheets, neatly folded towels,
and it's easy to
find me on a map!

Comfort Inn off the Sweet Grass Exit on Interstate 90!

"Here exactly I am," I say out loud, and on TV

Dick Powell sings Lullaby of Broadway

while a
cast of thousands spins and twirls and

suddenly I see your face
in every face on Broadway!

Bio

This is absolutely
spectacular heroin, says the
motherly roadie for the Rolling Stones.
So what if we live in a brutal plutocracy?
Think about your forever and everywhere all-access pass!
Think about the enigma of crunk and nacre!
Think about Michael Jackson embalmed in rose oil!

The least you can do is
smile for the fucking cameras!

Lake Tahoe

Fog on the lake,
frost in the pines,
bad luck in the lakeside casinos.

A duck quacks!

Autumn.

Sky-box

I live in a box in the
sky over Tokyo

and Americans always ask me
why I live in a box and how much
rent do I pay?

Why not live over St. Tropez or St. Moritz?

Somewhere a man can buy a goddamned Twinkie!