monday monday monday!

words. quiet monday. missing manual. I write this with my eyes closed, as a suggestion. whatever brings flow. so i go with that, tacking words on one after the other. pain from here to there, free flow, freestyle. punctuate. warehouse music. downtime. ephemeral belongings. wanting. salivating over. plans. hands. awoke and made the mudra for…… Continue reading monday monday monday!

:expectations:

…Our expecting mind wants life to turn out a certain way: we want to feel good, we don’t want to be confused, we don’t want to get upset. …But when you’re tired after work, that’s the tired Buddha; when your legs hurt during sitting, that’s the hurting Buddha; when you’re disappointed with some aspect of…… Continue reading :expectations:

results…

You will be smothered under a rug. You’re a littleanti-social, and may want to start gaining newsocial skills by making prank phone calls. What horrible Edward Gorey Death will you die? brought to you by Quizilla

we left you sleeping. now we’re sleeping with you. don’t wake up.

sun day at noon time with hunger in stomach thinking I have to take care of myself better by eating more (more often) I want to be in this for the long haul not like others who throw their lives into the dumpsters saturn day was fine tinged with a little bit of loneliness but…… Continue reading we left you sleeping. now we’re sleeping with you. don’t wake up.

thoughts

Rollins wrote something to the effect of – Money can’t buy happiness? Why the hell can’t it? With money you can buy up your time and go somewhere else for a whole year if you want, spend that time alone and expand your mind. That’s the kind of money I want. Others get bloated and…… Continue reading thoughts

asthma session

Went back to DC. What a mistake that was. I hung around for a half hour, got something to eat, got back on the beltway and headed back home. DC’s got nothing on Roanoke. Half way through, my back tire blows out and I’m stranded in the pitch blackness, no flashlight. A cop has to…… Continue reading asthma session

time

Spring and the rain and the busy days pushing down on me with the fist of death and brushing my teeth from the food on my breath, feeding myself again, flowing. Knowing … there’s nothing else I can do, for now. I behave like a self-made soldier. It’s my own cause, one man for himself.…… Continue reading time

“poll”

if I decided to put out a small chapbook of poems running about $5 ppd, would you buy it? yes/no.

lunchtime lines

learn to be grave. life is war on all sorts of levels. this means not to give away all sorts of information, because it can be used against you. their actions, opinions, whatever, may affect you. don’t give away all your breakthroughs. rain on a Friday and in the forecast for tomorrow, too. I’m still…… Continue reading lunchtime lines