and then awoke
separate to white and yolk sometimes you invite a joke are you a flexible kind of bloke? samsara wheel of weal, i spoke on my path from acorn to oak i often wondered why i broke saw an anthill, had to poke…
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 poles closer
Eyes Open
The world is inspiring, and you step over many beautiful things every day. And you say that the world is an ugly violent place, but you are a blind man describing your part of the elephant. Choose uplifting stories to watch, and…
Riverflow Blue
He cracked the top of his head, and the fire leaked out. His eyes were emerald green, and his skin was copper – descendant of an Egyptian God distilled into human form. He was whistling a bebop arrhythmia that dreamed of Bird,…
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 a moon and slave it to me this is why i am a writer or not this…
Get Rhythm
Rhythm changes something about your writing. It’s a game that you play to distort your normal practices into a more interesting shape – to distort the writing. Who wants to keep writing the same old shit over and over? A winning formula…
plans
there’s a promise there’s a future we talk about and we plan for it life changing life arranging life creating
To See
Tiny Cog woke up as the morning sluice from the nearby factory ran through the gutter and floated his hand. The pavement was warm. People were stepping over him, and this was not something unique to his prone state – step around…
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 the mirror of poetry will brighten me i need to understand none of this is planned in…
A Resurrect Day
A resurrect day. Getting sick sucks. Sudden sickness that comes and goes in a day is simultaneously a pain and a blessing – yes, good, it went; but then – were you really sick or faking it? I know the almost puking…