Molten-molded, ripped up from rock vein, now cold a moment, oxidized, gear rust-buckled to big crunch... then they tell me it's here because it is... like aleatoric verso, and the binding on the spine is but a face on the moon... But there's a sore thumb among the brute: A life laid down I crave you -the way you see I will rebuild you from my...Learn More

I wandered in, to where wondering is fondly mused upon. It goes by many names, and parades in foreign clothes The stage, the lights, the sewing turned to fencing... the path from smirk to bed runs now through the hedge and with detours through a lute. I stare around the room... no one's looking back... Is this music a sound is made when two or...Learn More

Their cause/ our affect. (From a crawl to a full sprint) now we collect rain, away from town to wash down bone-marrow-meals... the lion, the weed, do what they need with unquestioning redundancy... But, (if you ask me) if all this "keepin' on" is just for keepin' on, then it makes more sense to leave. But how can nothing be real if I can...Learn More

"We have had enough." Those stuttered words were all they heard But it shook them like the wind before a storm That's enough now That's enough, you've had your chance Now take your hands off us! How long... See how they hate him? -the kings fear the one who points out their lack of clothes See how they cage it? -well the rocks won't take it...Learn More

(ex. 4+4+4=12 1+2=3) I woke -I woke to meet you A sundering, a thundering, and I am skin and bone -we were alone... I came here to meet you -I come alone Help me to dance, this movement is stuck in my head Trapped in the soil; tree trunk lifting up it's reverse to the star cluster over head I long for the hand paintings of my father's father's...Learn More

Folds in the wind, the wake of rock and pen Oh you mystery: can the mind fit in the brain? The drop of a jaw The click of a tongue Larynx and lung To etchings in clay of glyphs and cuneiform; (We never really gave it a second thought... Or even a first come to think of it...) Once the "farmer", not the "man-on-the-farm" Our ziggurat bricks all...Learn More