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Good-hearted rock & roll music.
(AUDIO: The Ruminant Band by Fruit Bats)
1. Who said cool couldn’t be fun?
2. The American Flag.
3. My black cat’s meow.
4. One girl’s stunning profile (actual not digital).
5. Tiger eyes.
6. Chelsea Girls screenings in my bedroom.
7. Those who get every Woody Allen reference I make.
8. Those who get every reference to Breakfast at Tiffany’s.
9. Hassocks / ottomans / poufs.
10. Rubber Wellington boots are sex.
11. Big windows are wasted on this viewless vantage.
12. Cutting your own hair as self-reliance.
13. I’m almost certain that I’ll live forever.
14. I wanta attend Fashion Week.
15. Gauloises Rouges.
16. Pin-up lighters.
17. Chelsea antique market on sundays.
18. Hand-smoked salmon.
19. Blinis with caviar.
20. Root Beer vs. Sarsaparilla.
21. Sass is back.
22. In Morocco, color’s objective.
23. Turquoise = French Blue.
24. Tomato Red = Orange.
25. Silver = grey.
26. My turntable’s at 220v.
27. My designer kitchen appliances, too.
28. My entire collection of Abbie Hoffman books, Andy Warhol books, banned records, art house on vhs, wood block prints from 1969, Yellow Submarine promo material, Japanese ceramics, antique kif pipes.
29. Confiscated at Customs.
30. Faux gold messenger bags.
31. Fuchsia lining.
32. Hand-looming.
33. Beatitude.
34. Go, as plagiarism.
35. Seduction, as mutual.
36. Sweetheart, as a dirty word.
37. Vintage maps without land mine warnings.
38. Topographical chart outlining my romantic history.
39. Autumn as sounded through a 12-string.
40. Winter, as personified through a six-shooter.
41. Spring, when ice gardens die.
42. Summer, when mountaintops go green.
42. An encyclopedia of misinformation.
43. The kind of vulnerability which coos against my own.
44. Earnestness without being a ploy.
45. Capitalism can exist in just and unjust paradigms.
46. Chasing shadows, you’ll never bronze.
47. Forgiveness is inflexible, cannot be withdrawn.
48. Atonement is probably an unprovable cure.
49. Cool without being coy.
50. Generosity without a ghost of doubt.
