The Jackets The Jackets released a new single!!!!!! the day I grappled. Don was writing with a microphone: Oh I bliss you so much “You’re the most frozen heat The most honest cheat Baby I only say these things when I call To make you feel you’re still involved Thought you’d be the first to…” Didn’t. I. Just. Hang those words behind a lot of dirty shirts (and things)? Didn’t I just render you a weather Thewayhejustdid? ? How come: ?(Always) “Interruptions?” “Never.” Fucking Artists. Maybe you were talented, but I could always see the strings. I spoon-fed you stories of all the dirtwars I thought I’d be the first to.* * * Ruatan: Tell your fortune Do your taxes &giveyou trouble @ home All in one place. WHAT THE FUCK? If you want something YOU’RE PLAIGERIZING MY HAND! Done right I I I I I owe it to myself Or I could be asleep Or I could be a lie Address Service Requested. I I I I Those were some believable clothes. Your sleeves are crushing me You’re in love with me. What did I do? “Indian scraps for the smoke! Ritalin scrapes the heels of a joke. I want to know the limits Of a four-year-old Cause right now I’m down the wrong way. You’re the sine on the diamond, The fall to the half. On a bus to meet you, My legs have passed. I’ll start telling the truth When I can see you as much as I can” That last part could have been The World, But it’s worded weird. shut him up Somebody shut him down “We’re too young to be definitive” Oh My Rhythmic God. I need to sit down and be Ahead of my time all @ once. …To know I will never know how much I am to yoU… Never let me be so straight-forward again Next year take my Big Investment in you and newspaper it down the sidewalk’s halls. “You’re just gonna try to re-create Elvis.” I can’t Fill my car anymore. Got to go back. Shit-- are you listening with your memory? Or what? “The way she works Is the way she walks, Her hips a life in a limbo glass. “To have too much” she says “is to lack.” She rusted her teeth, Shaved the winter for you Saved the piercing for me…” We’ll be warm in Army Jackets For the rest of our lives, I guess. I’m gonna pick up on your sound, The explicitness you generate As I scratch my ribs With your patience. I’m gonna wake up to you. Every morning of Every day Of the rest of Everything. “The frame of your mouth Is my frame of reference. I give you everything of this If you say you miss me And write a new song With your tears on my sleeves. All our sources = all of our targets Put the animal world in our teeth. God-- How I measure my weight How I weigh my measure… “If you could have any name you want, Would you still want me to say it?” --The Jackets (a heart from Don, a head from Surrey A foot each from Ben and Chris) Reefer, Thomas. “Fit In.” The Jackets. Allen, Reefer, Thomas. “See You (As Much As I Can).” The Jackets. Reefer. “The Love.” The Jackets. Allen, Kline, Reefer, Thomas. “Kill East By Saving West.” The Jackets. Reefer, Thomas. “So Seldom.” The Jackets. Kline, Thomas. “Write a New Song.” The Jackets. Reefer. “I Can’t Say Anything to You.” The Jackets. Fate