Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
the end of the Republican plot,
I see no reason, whatsoever,
it should EVER be forgot.

Thoughts on Prop 8 later, when I can form my rage and disappointment into something coherent.

I guess this is just a creative week for me. Here's a new poem inspired by a series of dreams from last night. Apologies to Master Yeats for stealingborrowing the last line.

Forgotten but not GoneYou foolish mortals ( Read more... )

Another poem, this time inspired by a bus layover.

Scenes from an L.A. Story - Hollywood and Vine

(fade in)EXT. HOLLYWOOD - CORNER OF HOLLYWOOD & VINE - NIGHT ( Read more... )

Midnight's FirefliesI know where the electric party people go ( Read more... )