close to de kooning
juxtapose de kooning, close the abstract and the push to photographic something static holding movement in its magic something tragic changes it and moves the
Category: Poetry
if i ever stop
if i ever stop learning the books will stop burning like the love i am returning to the world, which gave it to me construct
plans
there’s a promise there’s a future we talk about and we plan for it life changing life arranging life creating
the see of jazz
the understanding of the self putting the outside on the shelf your spirit is not pelf the machineries of enlightenment self does not frighten me
crawl in tom paulin
i want to crawl in- side tom paulin and speak with his voice and poke at germaine greer while tony parson laughs it’s a choice
three cats deep
nights can be three cats deep beautiful pockets of warmth asleep all that energy locked momentum engine running nights can be easy and uncomplicated and
pictures against the blue
never right sugar cube poetry that disintegrates in coffee it should be wired like whiskey even if it doesn’t have bourbon teeth so it can
the high
the eye the aye the i we see moving towards the yes making it part of self vision agreement understanding
weighting around
under the hang handle on an umbrella rain for a head-dress held in place this stuck moment this jellyfish dream choosing not to breathe seas