I had a dream about this once: We were in my old house How the wind was whistling! In gales That ran like scales Through the rafters of the building; A storm of such force That a willow could be walking Yeah, that a willow could be walking Through the long grass outside And through the black outside— Not like the warm night in my bedroom Through...Learn More

Livestock is killing me Wonder where I will be In 2070 Bora Bora No time to theorize I now must realize I must not socialize In Bora Bora I must sit and unwind I remember city folk So I must find a way To wash those shits out of my mind In Bora Bora Word from far away Gives me a treat Disease has come to wash Them from the streets While I sit...Learn More

Souls across a fen Bound on boundless ‘when’ Heroes on a jolly outing, spinning our myths Simulator of an outside Witness of a new finding Ghosts of old threat tale Roam on handsome trail There were reaches of an outcrop humming the wind Hear the sketching of a shoreline Whispering “I will find them” Ghosts of ramparts; the whistling...Learn More

Hit the gin, my man Take the pill in hand and subdue Was a boy some merry years ago Reaping the taunts of the sheep Oh, it was a happy thing When the latest faux pas leaked And oh, the glaze that wept through the day Covering the souls in the deep Oh, it was a mystery All the wars that made them shriek Hit the gin, my man For the day come...Learn More

Pale light, old tome A matte black dome Waves of excess wash towards home Rectified and clean, bathed in excess And a wild beacon hung To set your course to out there A still life in an undisclosed room The network loom A plague of insects attending your wound To grasp at a landscape Plague of excess A long prairie poem To see with your own eyes...Learn More

Out in the dark, Nietzsche Walks among the parishes And chewing his bones, anxious Melts away and vanishes Tabula slate, hooray Praying for the bodies to assemble a way Pave a new way Combat the day, Bula Ray Oh, Tahoo Lay Conjure the wave What he says Murderer's play Dear Lincoln, I write Consciously and terribly For when will the dead remain The...Learn More

[We deal crabs To be like crabs To pinch like crabs To deal with you We deal crabs To be like crabs To pinch like crabs To deal with you] Late on a coal black night I clutched my torso tight I saw a crippling light I fell to Heaven's might I felt the aliens grip The breeze began to drip And time began to slip They brought me to a ship And up and...Learn More

I wanted you to know I wanted you to know I wanted you to know Beginning time is through And the younger tears are too The younger tears are too Drying up slow Drying up slow The colors, thick or thin Sound out questions from within Ah, ah Can I hear the heart beat? Can I hear the heart beat? The heart beat...Learn More

I found that I could not walk One night in the South my legs became sleepy While reading a poem A million stones settled And bound me There was a sandcastle in my chest My desk reached in and time took to wheezing An elaborate arc Of floodlights and bark in Vigil surround me I was a corpse in a window display But then through the glass relief...Learn More

Explain in whispers New directions Exclaim your vision: Relent Impress with all might Gigantic body We are unmoved Expanding village Of wire, to solder and climb Real parable Thick net of shoulders To a high mound Extending figures begin The monument grows Our strengths are siphoned To a wide pool The structure shudders From size; we crackle...Learn More

I went to yours in distress Loose leaf and admittance of sickness With fear in my voice I divulged, now you know Stories from an era ago I replay scenes in my sleep Reinterpret words that were said to me Inside there's a confident voice that phrases truths Wordless and mute It explains everything Fixed on the rug with my eyes You smiled and tried...Learn More

I am awake Restless and razed Breathless and braced A stem on the plain Bed of no place Yolk without name Sights of our presence Mapped and erased I’m afraid of the tracks slipping from under me I’m ashamed of what has been done to me Cleft silver moon A past without room Song of enduring Key with no root Weight of our aims Pumice and wave The...Learn More