Monday, October 12, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
atlantish
Friday, April 10, 2009
dictation:
when
you i we
is are down
and life lives on
when when when
the mirror is clear
and buildings have
been blown aside
read between the
wooden cars
and the
glass shoes
and the
downside
directions
there is no
particular
faith faith is
not particular
believers just need
the streets cleared
fuck the interpreters
they can't even
enjoy the immensity
of their own work
not to mention
yours
keep up with
juggling lessons
climb the lower cases
you of of of me
a family
meaning everyone
and myself
Monday, April 6, 2009
no good reason
sweeping grey sand over
a round enormous dome
we drive with 110 degrees
of crushed out speed
we've ditched the car and
hopped aboard a flying rug
one wing for the druggist
and one for the hit list
we follow our uneven line
to a cracked body of
concrete, glass and water
tomorrow our wheels will
roll like mismatched eyes,
the left one paper
the right one pepper
bodies of small birds eye
five stomachs in flight
a glider of great ignorance
circles like a blazesmay rocket
a surprise comes
a massive payload of contractions
the engine goes silent
the red interior is exposed
without a roof or wheels
or a road or a life
with the exception
of those who stand
to bear witness
to the accident
Monday, March 30, 2009
techniques
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
interstate
a glass world
swerves
time outdoors
with a twinkie
a huge quiet pattie
flying down the road
with no wrapper
the earth bends
a cracked wave
just repair the corners
our back's alive with pebbles
coffee
and a big white truck
we speak directly
with phone poles
sleepless moments
with a helmet on
there's a lot
of construction
to do
Friday, January 9, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
black white color
although giving may
cause decomposition,
we still do it
common sense tells me
it is better
than receiving
but there comes
a point when i see
two headed roses growing
through the beams
in my bones
why does the vampire
persist as a creature
to dine with?
folklore explains it as
a black and white
necessity but i
hunt in a world
of color
Friday, November 21, 2008
helmets and cranes
the blue standard is
often green and yellow
signs are the distances
applied to mountains
by roads and hotels
water understands
the movements
of an old van
differently
nails pass
their materials
through helmets
and cranes
we road minds
expect the pylons
to be any color at all,
nothing can surprise us now
Thursday, November 13, 2008
slow stacks
Sunday, November 2, 2008
watch out for screws
don't bury my threads in wood
i'm not here to hold one thing
to another
mysteries are not surface freight
my ideas
are a little more quiet
they travel on the
backs of exposed fruit,
in the work of palm seeds
and water with real electricity
not chemistry reactions
that require your cookbook
humility is not an impression
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
cousins
three of them sitting around a sawhorse
drinking millers and talking about subwoofers
their plywood table trims a counted moon
warm beers are the language equivalent
when channeling the ghosts of old cubicles,
talking about a bowling conference,
eyes missing, mouths with or without words
the low cash count is getting them down
i had notes to the point but the burnt bulb
of a clamp light fell down stairs like
piano keys and i lost them in the clamor
Saturday, October 25, 2008
the mind gains
they were friends
in search of periods
no written regards
no thickets at the center
no telling of the time
danger had no room
no passage to the center
often the screen was bright
walls were a distant hill
but the game got traded for grass
powerful books opened and
closed without end, even in the
years they were written
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
wool-making
still looking for predictions?
we listen for ska in the woods
we give directions for food
we build shadows on
our sponges while the
colors of a thousand minds
color us with their sound minds
you ask me to reserve a seat
as planes lift huge air timber
and tremble overhead
our solution,
reserve nights nearby
so the castle can establish
some construction,
but wool-making is slow
wolves pass priests
gently and wetly,
you nail a list of deeds
to the motel door
we're all groomed and grown,
found small on a swing,
hunting as others pass
when you wish upon a sound
it makes no difference where
your body is found
the girl of legend is a
full band scandal,
you're all on board,
so collect your leaves
and be more obvious
the hunting mind
is always guilty
Friday, October 10, 2008
euclid
mass message . one .
words to distance by
dimes . mainly interest
saying notions made first in
harbours, where units are
the denomination
the space of point is
paper . to singing,
most history is a
guitar, a congruent
space . an express for
lower plane money
wind called large
and people were
difficult reflections .
of state, of physical
feet, this vector was an
institution, time, today,
wires . to arbitrary traders,
distance beyond rules .
people pound economy
systems by translation
itself and love
words to distance by
dimes . mainly interest
saying notions made first in
harbours, where units are
the denomination
the space of point is
paper . to singing,
most history is a
guitar, a congruent
space . an express for
lower plane money
wind called large
and people were
difficult reflections .
of state, of physical
feet, this vector was an
institution, time, today,
wires . to arbitrary traders,
distance beyond rules .
people pound economy
systems by translation
itself and love
Monday, October 6, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
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Friday, September 5, 2008
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Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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Thursday, July 3, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
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