Sometimes the cats wake me by stirring up trouble with the wires behind the computer, pulling them out and such. Yelling at them doesn’t always inspire them to carry their business elsewhere. So at 5 AM, I smacked the beanbag chair against the wall and they ran to the living room. But it was so…… Continue reading Restful Rest
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“What is this detour in which I get lost when I try to find myself? What is this screen that separates me from myself under the pretense of protecting me? And how can I ever find myself again in this crumbling fragmentation of which I am composed? I move forward with a terrible doubt of…… Continue reading Untitled
Anna’s Onion
heard she was suicidal peel this onion new media scandal figure it out really ‘cuz the vultures all around see fresh opportunity I just heard she was having a hard time I heard our entire culture being questioned some ladies get driven down to the store some ladies are driven to an early end and…… Continue reading Anna’s Onion
You Say Your Thing
Houston hands me a bottle and it’s just one and I say thank you World and it laughs, because I laugh, because laughing… is contagious. When you get drunk the spirits come and break the doors down. There are splinters all over this apartment. Getting messed up is congruous. Messed up parallel with being truthful…… Continue reading You Say Your Thing
On Arguing
“…You can’t put fight into a man’s guts if he hasn’t any fight in him. There are some of us so cowardly that you can’t even make heroes of us, not even if you frighten us to death. We know too much, maybe. There are some of us who don’t live in the moment, who…… Continue reading On Arguing
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Houston has cut that shit out with the rain. My friend calls and says Austin had some snow. But did it stick, I ask. No, not really. Ha and ha. Look at your South. You’ve got it good. Thanks for having me! Yeah, I’m here. I’m at the doorstep of your February and audiences are…… Continue reading You fill in your blank
Soul Hurts
my head hurts my soul hurts it fell out onto the ground I put it back it fell out again so now I just carry it around in my wallet I hope no one steals my wallet
Big J.
the poetry readings are like pluh-DOW I don’t even have to read any more but I do here and there good to go and just support not set foot on stage for a bit collect thoughts see what those thoughts have to say and then spit or spray or… iron on shove down their throats…… Continue reading Big J.
First 2007 Entry!
oh man! new places new year coffee, the usual new entry new beer: Old Rasputin let me tell you, some of this and some of that work being what it is watching observing high priced folks in and out the store front fashionable judgmental pricks writing and reading all the time comics/ regular old books…… Continue reading First 2007 Entry!
My Pure Thing
make more sense of life going further in no allusions are made to coffee drinking as something deep it is just something I do, for now, today something mentioned on either side of the napkin and the screwdriver gradually wears into my palm forming a blister and it bursts putting together new furniture from the…… Continue reading My Pure Thing
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