state of the union
pile the bullshit higher looking like a dumpster fire meant to inspire it comes off like a funeral pyre but some cheer and come near to letting the mask slip during the ass kiss its a stage managed affair it’s a warning…
Month: January 2018
Dan And DNA
The eye clicks and the camera sends the image to a profile build; ever tiny little thing that spins out from this one action carries your DNA with them through the space that is now tailored to turn your from a visitor…
writing poems from the edge of a knife
there are poems of disintegration there are poems of celebration and there are poems on the knife edge how do you cut it? baby powder in the heroin glass in the babyfood i’ve been listening for the break beats in the fake…
Tower Looms
Player One, Layer One. The Tower Looms built out of the rising pitch where sound become word became script became narrative drive, and reality was wrapped around an instruction. The room rotates around him, and the world rotates around that, the universe…
if i had poetry for you
if i had poetry for you it would be pushed against you driving you into the wall there would be a violence in the language finding its wellspring in the tone if i had poetry for you i’d leave you alone with…
After The Meaningful Exchange
‘When did you move into this place?’ Such an obvious question – but one to which the answer seems to buckle on approach. He looks at the person like their form is merely the suggestion of shape like a star that exploded…
A Stick
He’s pulling on the stitches at the seams of a piece of music he hasn’t slipped into in a good long while – he’d thought it would be like a hot soak, but this was like a fat man zipped up in…
come penny
i’m in this company i’m in that company a thought a fort an electrical short tiresias in the back room wanking some lethean in the anteroom blanking brutus behind his best friend shanking i was cutting up the word back before i…
Para Shoot
Parability, yes – he sits there and he talks the room around his finger; his spine a handle and his head the head of a spoon; he is stirring the world. Steward, Stewart; a stewpot. What kind of meat is that? What…
Reality And Truth
I watched the Stephen Hawking movie and I was struck by how it really wasn’t about the most important thing about the man – and that was his science. It was a well acted movie – don’t get me wrong – Eddie…