Graffitti edit inside Madison Valley Essential Baking Company:

original:
FUCK MADISON PARK
edit: (in red ink):
FUCK! MADISON PARK, our love,
has left us.

1/9/08 Crossword Puzzle Poem

Line up your tools, coins for the slot,
ignore blower worse than faux pas,
remember yourself as not the ogre
you imagine when you're alone,
what's left of your dog in an urn.
Don't throw yourself off that pier.
For you no wretching roulette
or other *groan* predictable plan.
Into this your only turn let's insert
a dive in a tutu around the atoll,
tongue out as the clock strikes XII,
poof! No godmother with magic dose
ever ever ever. Oh yeah you'll ebb.
nobody but you can make you new.
Discard the guidebook, get on the Metro.
There will always be junk mail to sort
You're a member of the get set
You don't need to wait for some stud
enchanted evening in an exurb
rip off your own dotted bra
peace to ya we all croak in the end
rub their noses in it, your neb
with sense of smell pointed as awl,
cowdunglilacpinesap into the breach
carpediem gagme yes but lifegoeson.
Who cares you go on the outs
with you? Another olive for your omelette?
Oh yeah, it's boring to be so onto
you. So help the bees and frogs and cod
whose lights too are going to do it
you know what so on your navel keen
who have eyesearsnosefingerstoes keys
every breath through alveolar sacs.