Ideas not certainty

Paging through old words I am reminded of darker days. My posture tells a different story than behind the window dressing. Fooled myself into playing smart an assistant to build this crumbling wall. When there’s only one decision to make a simple life presents now possible.


The path reveals itself almost mystically – a faint exposed tear as I turn the corner of E 15th onto Walnut. Where the rusty wrought iron meets its concrete base loosens, as if someone poked a finger through. In my short time here, this corner house possesses a particular peculiarity; something I am not able […]

So how does one capture emptiness (?)

While floating in this weightless state My meditative hum whispers…[{“Give no weight.”}}}}}}}}}}}}    Just another discourseful axiom I accept,  For to ‘not’ would give in to its fucked up density. But I know (for me – at least?) every interaction  Is a complicated fight – A goddamed battle!  Goddamed battle upon battle in a silly little […]

Broken legs and your defense

Crippled legs and a broken fence Fail your justified disgust attempts. The slippery slope of certainty Ceases to apply to my certain hatreds. Watching the jello-spined flailer’s flail  While their disingenuous clemency plea  Is met with a sound mind’s hard-denial.  I lay here – knees up, back pressed –  For over half-century Introduction to Physics  […]

No Rest

Now that the bile has settled (a diaspora of desire-less malcontent) An unborrowed breath inhales And remembers the training-wheels Removed themselves with heavy eyes Many myopic moons ago (intentional consonance?) Clipped wings do not hold back movement; They require a drawing board visit to refigure flight. (there are flightless birds: no?) And as the scientist’s […]

You say Tuesday night: I say toe-curled cliff

Wrapped in a weird version Of someone else’s broken cowboy-blues, With no vindication to be had (or brought to) – By exposing another’s crippled coiled lies: Is perseverance’s elastic passage cleared (we hope) To devour interloper’s base insert assertions? Or, does blind despotic dominance’s mico-immediacy acquisition Annihilate all well-intentioned macro-foundational goals Through His-Story’s first come, […]

No Matter How You Frame It – You Are It

An out-of-place feeling This evening possesses: A particular quiet calm Made only capable Within its peculiar wetness During early October nights.  Or is it this still in/tact holiday? The one that divides all manners Into rights and wrongs  By individuals with too much time, Or, at the very least, In dire need of a hobby.  […]