Mr. Cogito Settles In

Mr. Cogito smokes, sips coffee
stands outside the Borders
watches people watching him
smoking, those book smart
folks with their hair and gadgets
Mr. Cogito has no gadgets & so

he thinks about sitting down &
settling in, glass behind & concrete
below & sky & air & smoke
& people flattening, rolling him
cutting him carefully into
a less than civilized civilian

Mr. Cogito smokes all his cigarettes
every one left in the pack
& every one in a new pack
finishes his coffee
goes back inside
reads for free

Mr. Cogito Does Too Many Drugs

Mr. Cogito once did 100 hits of acid and became a cat for one night. True story.

Mr. Cogito Writes A Letter to Google

Enough with the bullshit fanciful graphics, assholes. Just put your stupid name on your stupid page and stop distracting me while I google stupid shit about Arnold Schwarzenegger and Maria Shriver.

Mr. Cogito Does Art

I want to peel all the warning labels off things. When I'm done, I'll paste'em all together into various artworks, and I'll have an art show, and I'll call it, "Without Warning."

Mr. Cogito Gets Waylaid

Mr. Cogito: I got ransacked today.

TXB: How so?

Mr. Cogito: I told some people they could come talk to me after I gave my speech. But they all came at me at once unexpectedly, crowding me, cornering me.

TXB: By the way, you didn't get ransacked. You got waylaid.

Mr. Cogito (choking on a doughnut, laughing): You iz one funny sumbitch.

TXB: Wuzn't a joke.