Tag: Poetry

bar writing talking less until I’m drinking more then I’m writing less see saw exit sign in case of fire – run! emerge from the building complete and in tact all faculties about you use as tools to build and stand as a real man talking less thinking more careful consideration goes into loosening up…… Continue reading Jewels of The Family

Finally I got these files together, my radio interview on KPFT a couple months back, which are now available for download: Interview

trick people into repeating themselves you’ll find they’ve been lying all along information in small packages jammed in doorways glazed partitioned severed resewn the following remake betrays the original…

so, become the media. if you forgot my name, it’s all right so, there’s a lot of milk in the cup “the cup is half full” but the cup is murderously atrocious quietly networked your all day family affair, the uncle with Betamax and brick cellphone attached to briefcase bats sleep upside down in your…… Continue reading Dehydration Machines

observing the fuzz of time that shaves reality into dream haze. saying the dirty shoelaces could be worse and leaving it at that. yellowing blog entry. return to glory, ain’t it? noisy paper bag food produced at the plastic chair. default humans all about the intake. carved thought, shot arrow, ashtray gift smiled at, tha-a-nk…… Continue reading Dream Haze

my Halloween costume is that I’m NOT burning the flag a lady shushed me over this I was drinking I was sober I was in a good mood the sky was vibrating and humming the national anthem backwards and I called my mother while drunk and said things we had fun this Halloween nothing mistaken…… Continue reading Plain Clothes Halloween

happiness is… defined… how? sit low with the answer on your tongue don’t take orders blindly or it all you turned out awful hug me hold me tight return letter revenge breeds unwanted babies soft to touch nervous laugh flees in the house director of snails points silently through the doorway smile big gigantic caverns…… Continue reading Hack At The Structure

Broke, broke, stuck, stuck, smile. Stuck to Houston life. A wonder in the sky wishbone split crack cracked piles stacked the stoner rock platitude plundered. A wonder in the whys and the hows and not right now. What’s it all mean? Why do folks have to be so indifferent and mean. They say the end…… Continue reading Broke

Today is spitting up Saturday blood and happy with its sunshine poem/ poet/ poetry will more over cast be gin? militant converse I don’t know age old adage high waters capri Save, save what? save what? tell it to the rhyming section get it right don’t be late with the rent with the bills today…… Continue reading Deaded Up By Me