Author Archives: aldous

did you ever hear about jesse james gang how they’d ride the wind from cimarron down to the rio grande? no bank and no outpost was safe against the outlaw and his gang as the hard steel hoofbeats rang on … Continue reading →

you know i wanta rifle through this madness stir it with a spoon till its stiff and lifeless like a rock i wanta rap and i wanta roll i wanta rap and jive baby all night long i wanta jive … Continue reading →

politics and sewage run downhill to the ditch the lowest point in the american landscape up top is the chair of justice but it’s empty– the ditch was blocked and the sewage was rising eloquent turds flowing from the mouth … Continue reading →

Do I have a moment that I can rise and be the schizoid spokesman for the lost children? In gloom and scattered they ran out onto the ice and crackling beneath their feet. Some saw the fish rise and some … Continue reading →

as beautiful as it was i put your poem in my back pocket a time and a place for even beauty poetry placed along the american landscape in strategic places like thought mines ready to explode in unsuspecting heads lecture … Continue reading →

you sorry death men vision plucked by hungry mothers and dads chained to the gnp little boys lost in psychoviolence the citadel of childhood left in smoldering ruin you are the truly homeless scared and naked lost your mother learn … Continue reading →

yeah there was 4 am w/ coffee in the press and bottles of water cut up vegetables and sandwiches assembled/ there was a kiss for sleeping beauty and animals throughout the house/ there was an ancient map of nyc with … Continue reading →

mr. forheavensakes was almost out the door when the orderly spotted him. get him! don_t let him escape! but the sick man strove furiously for the closing automatic door, pumping the wheels as fast as his withered arms could move. … Continue reading →

we arise unformed inchoate creatures in a sea of consciousness blinded by the brilliance of arcane wisdom terror crawling thru empires and born unto the universal mind lightning strike amoeba! we flock and scatter like tribesman before the dawn seeking … Continue reading →

porswiffer he nubbins and nubbins and ties the day down but the peponies don mak it gud sad cliff dweller jumpin out a windows cant get a sane partyner y y y ebby botty got no face fur der porswiffer … Continue reading →

a roof of moments the highest achievements of humankind can be found in the garbage— techno bowel movement a shit fish like a carp on a carpet diem! feel _em see_em! impregnate possibility with the mind a roof of moments … Continue reading →

the early morning fire solar analog it all starts with one and splits into two like a ferocious butt cleaved its cheeks can’t you feel the fire the fury and the tempest the hot reunion of me and you as … Continue reading →

There was moss growing on the stones where the water ran across it coming from the spring and a big looming cottonwood giving shade and life back just like the spring gave it life. My dad hung a board on … Continue reading →

stampede into the arms and backass out life and death in hypersense a grid of squares black and white sharp scissor jagged terror ripped and shredded slice of nightmare you’re dead unless you know. with the last shaving of metal … Continue reading →

on this rare skin we naked tangled ghosts with flesh and freaking out done mangled in the mesh the ripping cry a soughing sigh as we stumbled mad awake into our frozen nights look! gold and scattered sunly and brilliant … Continue reading →

sex and pretty skipping sun sprites in the slanting summer what i couldn¹t play with in the breezes of my mind and through the valleys now cerebral throbbing birth of life and upland broad and rising rivulets and waterfalls ancient … Continue reading →

i am really smile for something new and fashioned from the rot of yesterday i can almost smell the revolution coming here in the corner of the eclipse there is something about to happen like a lance upon the boil … Continue reading →

okay i have fallen off the mountain and seek banana-clad outcry in the lavaed existence beyond the froth volcano hightide hang culture square sat lightly and catapult the crayon temple where birds would fear to fly the minutiae of life … Continue reading →

old habits die hard like a shellfish on the moult it¹s hard to shed that skin too many accretions like the bescabbled backs of barnacles too heavy for liftoff from the sticky mud of planets my greatest fear is suffocation … Continue reading →