Author Archives: byronius

good old gorbachev taking it to the streets racking up an endless series of light-in-the-glass very few, very few no patterns like these think of space think of our dirt ball in space cold and alone half in the mother … Continue reading →

that video that fricking awful video compressed and kicking your feet when the grinning man mugs like fricking baron von harkonnen reaches down and cuts your throat bleeding to death upside down not much of a life now slow death … Continue reading →

38° 3′40.92″N 97°54′53.81″W east 8th avenue in hutchinson there’s an alley out back and a dry dirt road out front truck in the drive some trees out back inside the blue house under eaves rained on six hundred times and … Continue reading →

this talk of kilts and combats what in the hell is max talking about how can i tell him on the blog in some sort of max/byron code that i don’t get it without everybody in the frickin’ world seeing … Continue reading →

capital screamed the hanging man i’ll do all the world a favor slide tween phases of moon sing into cold COLD water ride clouds over darkened cities roll in surfer’s bay and roll again another might not be so true … Continue reading →

was to go over things but everyone’s dead at the end of the line everyone here has gone dead whereif to glissade to life in rome ascend, as it were abandon all norcalian and rough hide in the silk veer … Continue reading →

when i live on the moon my room will be blue there in the passage i’ll meet a ghost moonman the magnificent then he tells me things to forget and pulls me all my tight strings spring i waltz on … Continue reading →

the immortal baker drops us in the pan sweat from his brow, impurities and swirls makes us low and small, sweet and salt smiling some and others grim for me now a year of stone a mist on basalt granite … Continue reading →

soon enough it’ll be your turn to be byron last wishes: pink floyd’s fat old sun played so fucking loud give gilmore a lude and turn him loose everybody party ’til dawn feed me to the strays and that’ll do … Continue reading →

a blue jay has flown into my garage a brown and blue blur hovering watching me circling and blurring i fled. i’m in the house writing this hope he finds what he’s looking for was he a messenger? now i’ve … Continue reading →

we fucking lost this contest demon nots got to let us ever win sad little black velvet clown eyes spurtin’ bad little weasels under the flourboards can we go home now? i asked the melty man we’re on the way … Continue reading →

michael jackson and britney had a baby a billion dollar baby who owns the moon. flesh and bone and soul of stone ‘i’ll fucking kill you!’ she shrieked at ten thousand dollars per second. ‘trust our president’ says the resident … Continue reading →

candy dennis stole fourteen bucks out of my wallet that’s the price of a burger at the getti-up when you leave your wallet behind at the getti-up not hooked in they are nineteen-ninety three and nineteen seventy-nine let’s go down … Continue reading →

superstitious tree-bound swayer long asleep deep in the cotton the high cotton he’s dreaming me. all the water connects us below this light and rock sweet life in the dark the fertile dark talking about us. massive wave beams in … Continue reading →

the grief’ll cut legs right out but the yellow sphere sees you still walk softly on the graves give it up for the grass on your toes between the birches it thickens a steady hill to nowhere climbing into the … Continue reading →

wild wild west boom thum boom thum flash of a badge blowjobs in the lot blank stare practice cheap cheap ethyl flowing into delivery liquids wild red eyes and new blood chemistry waving a big handgun ‘down on the ground’ … Continue reading →

some are sleeping some are dying some are laughing some are having great sex some are stalking. my quark-filled machine pattern reactifymacreadyports like a nation this is all magic but we are early models and freaked-out geeks wall to wall … Continue reading →

my tif got pixellated in the pipe seventeen picoseconds of byronius flow shining out the eyes of some dead guy will she take the mouse and turn me on a click to be back in the liquid crystal a smooth … Continue reading →

the color of snow aura of the sun coal sack space bananaverse la having such fun shaking off the trace lying on the earth the core my mother the ant my brother i never call to my tree i do … Continue reading →

no one would believe what’s going to happen if i told you now you’d think i’m crazier than you previously thought and holy cow who once looked in my eyes and meant me a low low man none. i will … Continue reading →