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Another Tuesday

Tuesday the crowds gather and cheer the new president and hope is in the aira flu bug is in the air and my hopes frownat the bottom of the barrelwaiting for a pleasant surpriseit’s the face you haveto look at for quite awhileand when the speech was donehe could’ve thrown somebetter poets up therelike Saul…… Continue reading Another Tuesday

Travels

they the two don’t know mytrue travels or intentions. which is my right fromsince birth to change up my accentas I please. a smooth dinner floor to sitand report back to Cobra Commander. penny at bottom fountain lands on another pennyI ask what the difference isbetween Buddha and Krishnaalready knowing but wanting to hear from…… Continue reading Travels

Sidewalk Talk

shells of spiritualismautomatic society gone off the hayany assurance is backpeddledyou now see the sidewalkfor what it isshe looks at me with eyesfrom since infanttheir stereo booms like thatthere go the hubcapsthey drivedon’t even knowcapture the heartof man as a boy flying a kitevulnervulnerability vulnerable switch-offsall the bills slip into your postten openings all of…… Continue reading Sidewalk Talk

Podcast 6 Available

Thanks thanks. This is a rambling rambly show. Biggest show yet. And it is directed towards writing or writers in particular. You may even wanna have it going on in the background while you have your pen at the page. Click the link in the sidebar if you haven’t already subscribed.

Ink Poison

winter couch neck crick heater fritz damn. morning growl shoulda grabbed cereal beforehand. cold as as a snowflake they fall and don’t stick on our town. melting novel figures disassembled by sunshine by pounding wind. frigid winter will power challenge. late night radioshow dedicated to writing with courage. lightning bold friend. life changes, boiled eggs.…… Continue reading Ink Poison

Delusions Of Famine

where you been?it’s been awhile we pittle with grammar pilesis it okay if I call you…call me what?no answerremoval certaintomato soup lingering ondrunk as skunk breathare you safe to be?you remind me ofa toy I once had as a childare you trying totell me I’m a child?think harddon’t sit still for too longdon’t feel you…… Continue reading Delusions Of Famine

A Line

cooling bright space of warm yellow canary 1960s driers at the spotcool words with me I’ve come this far along ya better think twice because I’m maybe only just a little nicer than you can beI’m the decider nowstingseach idea is a break away, a runaway hitthe beauty of an underground movement is its sincerity,…… Continue reading A Line

Turnabout by Bukowski

she drives into the parking lot while I am leaning up against the fender of my car. she’s drunk and her eyes are wet with tears: “you son of a bitch, you fucked me when you didn’t want to. you told me to keep phoning you, you told me to move closer into town, then…… Continue reading Turnabout by Bukowski