Keep It Regular
TV channel collapse. The whitenoise babies are crying in the bowling alley gutters, while the drug-blanked kids suck down Hot Cats drenched in mustard. Outside the sentient sky-whale blimps are locking their signals onto journalists so that they can kill undercover reporters.…
He smiled. What was so fascinating about serial killers? Had it shifted through the years, or was it still the sensationalism? Was it still the lust for an insight into the mind of Saucy Jack? Was it the baser instinct they often…
It is interesting watching something you watched a lot of before, but didn’t quite get to the end of, when you start to approach the end. It is especially hard when it is something that has been consistently good for most of…
the poise in pause seems implausible sometimes there is a weight in wait a debt in detail some meat in meet we eat at a feast of repeat i recall the days i did hours where i have not hid i won…
i imagine travis bickle driving grady tripp riding shotgun and i’m between the dude and the duke we are veering between stoner talk and men of violence who make me want to walk listening to johnny cash, the circle unbroken this is…
how often do i stand in the tide on the beach outside under the florida sun with my shirt undone and my wife by my side with her feet in the tide? we do not do the things we should all the…
The digital memory is a hardwired failure of lack of differentiation between the important and the trivial. Things that you mentally backgrounded years ago suddenly get chopped up a sprinkled over the landscape in which you are currently moving. It is psychotic.…
As a writer, isn’t some aspect of your mental health tied to the act of writing? There are people who write, and there are writers. There are people who are alive, and there are people who live. If I do not write…
a year older colder, bolder, or something else? time to reflect upon the self time to hammer at the health how do you appear in this year? where last year’s dream put you? or hobbled by what you went through? maybe a…
He lays his palm flat against the glass and is surprised for some reason that it sticks there – he thinks of tongues velcroed to icy lamp-posts, and freezerburn. He has been living in a warm climate until recently so he is…