in motion
I have the back row to myself
I said,
Some of this, I am RAPIDLY realizing, is about enslavement to material things
I took along so little of what I have
And still it is far far far too much
I have the back row of the upper deck of this seven-hour bus to Berlin to myself, which feel auspicious
Not even auspicious
Itʼs just plain good, in real time
There is WiFi, evidently, and outlets, and I packed multiple sandwiches of Ingaʼs refrigerator dregs and thought to buy extra water, and Iʼm hopeful
Iʼll make lists, and maybe friends with the sweet boy who, with me, was last to board and is now settled in ahead of me and to the left
Maybe I will offer him some of my seats, as he only has two while I have five
It looks like he let his guitar be put with the luggage, though, so I will not ask if he knows any Decemberists
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the yellow flowers to stop
I’m in the back of a bus to Berlin, I told him, wondering how they get the yellow flowers to just stop all of a sudden.
What? he said, and I sent him a picture on the telephone of what I was looking at, Danish meadows dense with something that made them yellow, totally, until with a disorganized border that was obviously following its own orders the yellow thing stopped growing and a green thing began. Swirls of color. Waves washing on a shore.
I think that stuff is called “rapeseed,” he wrote back.
I said, Thank god.
He said, There must be a better name for it.
I said, How could there possibly be a better name for anything at all ever?
I said, Murderplant.
I said, Punching people in the facetree.
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berliner boyfriend
I said,
Here is my new boyfriend on the boat:
She said,
Oh yes heʼs very cool drinking and smoking and rock and roll
I said,
Iʼm really excited to be a cliché in Berlin
Although Manuel is not the Berliner boyfriend name I was hoping for
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austerity is maybe a good thing
The Greek hottie I talked with on the shuttle bus from the departure gate to the plane mentioned his countrymen being pretty bummed, angry in the context of the economic depression they’ve been in for a while.
I jumped right in with my thesis about how austerity is maybe a good thing for humans to be practicing more of on the whole — I’m not sure we need as much as we’ve been led to believe we need — but also you can’t just impose it on a population all of a sudden and expect people to not be mad — that’s what makes people mad — et cetera.
I’m not sure it landed. He seemed like he was in a hurry to get away from me when the bus stopped and it was time to load the plane with us and other people going to Athens, so maybe now I am boring or some other kind of repellant, which would be interesting and fine for its sheer novelty.
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