for the interim i decided wrongly in playing the stoic posturing retreat. a baggage of mirrors placed fast folding fingers on the fantasy replay. dark barlight with hands. the fotobooth gone gank and rolling under curtains, the flash. toes and feet. the upwards column facing goodbye and straining personas. i wrote z a note. i tried to leave. g was ( Read more... )

the white cat moved slowly in as i sat talking to the girl. the room, just a turned off tv on a stand and a couch. i sat talking to the girl on the couch when the door opened. a gentled kitty long-haired white tiptoeing up. i payed little attention, but made a chk, chk, chk, with my tongue and my cheek and a bit of saliva. the cat approached (was ( Read more... )

leadbelly performs "grey goose"

who in the stop-gas light came shadowing with barking dogs in his sleeves... and stopped to lean-in fallen over in the stripped dead leaves to gather there under the purring hum of withdrawing lights.. to gather there, the balls of red yarn which if each strand was followed would lead to where the rats criss cross with a pattern of trails of grain ( Read more... )

a boy in a play space marked with the fence and the highlighted sky moving overhead and the basketball courts. a boy moves in a two dimensional frame, with clouds (you know the kind). when he moves his arms and legs swing but his forward motion is marked only by the movement of everything else (scenery of trees, buildings, pavement, motionless ( Read more... )

(note to moonlacuna: dear m- i found this on my computer, i don't know when its from or what its about, ... perhaps you can remedy it... yours -x ( Read more... )

the snap of the polaroid fabricated an ending - a return. a moth speeding flew into my eyes mistaking the computer reflection for burning lamps, two of them beaming high beams. i discarded the telephone (splash) after making my way across the mossy floor boards. the men with their fishing yellow coats jabbering hang jaws starting and stopping ( Read more... )

submerged in darkness… the sweaty darkness with the creek closed popping tongues wooden door tied in careful knots closed. the water is hot, i carry buckets full of cold until the water swims over my body across knees and abdomen. i slither in the hot water turning tiny headlamp off off.. the room is a stripped wooden darkness half a roof ascending ( Read more... )

don’t forget the unending water, coming in from the over reaching plants big leaved and dripping downwards soaking the fabric and don’t forget the paranoia of the oncoming thirteen foot tide which threatened to flood in from the belows overtop this old flooded moraine, a hanging crescent moon of deposited land where my perch is held up by little ( Read more... )

riding the bus amongst shapeless disordered stirred-up eyes.. the metallic ranks of buildings slantways with the left behind dust and grime of the harshness of winters (cracked scraped apart pavement). anchorage: i replay the remote wilderness walking up the long twisty quarter mile braided stream bed erupting out the bottom of the glaciers with ( Read more... )