TIM BARRUS: NYT PIECE ON YOUR MOUTH WILL TURN TO DUST

Dirt Bike Town could not exist any old where. There has to be a clairity that deliniates between the good and the bad. Us and them. They are the them. We are the us. I do not come down the mountain on my dirt bike all that much. It’s fucking cold in the snow. But it’s a dirt bike so there’s a lot of traction. You will get around. Winter’s Wolves come around scratching. I keep telling the geese to go where the geese go. Bermuda. Aruba. Nassau at the Holiday Inn Long Term Rentals For Desperate People From Miami No One Is From Miami. They invented white shoes in Miami. Laundry. HBO. Smoking Fresno in the Laundry room reading Bukowski rage and brandish about his poet’s cane. I’m totally naked but I only have one spare change of clothes and I missed yesterday because I went out on this Navy Seal Blackwater Raft with guys who who put knives between their teeth. Eyeshadow.