i am ad hoc ad hominem 

an encyclopedia of

he said she said 

you cannot sit here

harmony korine shouting ¡SEATS TAKEN!

as letterman sobs

argumentum ad populum

as an art form

a diary of realized pain

and unrepentant flesh 

i am a rock

but not an island

more like the third or fourth tier

essential worker support staff

in a pointless cairn at barking springs

mama always said 

watch where you point your finger 

someone may pull it

 a question i have never liked 

but always had a long response for

is 

“What kind of music are you into?”

tonight i finally figured out my answer 

my favorite type of music is 

the music you made

alone or with friends

sure, i like Miles Davis

but i think i’d like to hear about your noise instead

i used to have to pack my bag every morning
to prepare for eventual chaos
patch kits
tubes
a flask of bourbon
cables for devices
a sharp knife
a riot baton

now when i pause to look at the bag i just prepared
i think about the eventual chaos it speaks to
applesauce
a banana 
wet wipes
cables for devices
hand sanitizer,
buzz and woody
the good diapers

the knife is in my pocket now
next to some face masks
and a pair of titanium knuckles
that i've only been relieved to have remembered
one time

i used to have to pack my bag every morning
to prepare for eventual chaos
i still do
but i used to too