Author Archives: max

he’s there again. those piercing eyes the crooked smile what does he want from me? i get in my car he’s still with me furious evasion i can’t shake him relentless pursuit in my office familiar presence he’s been here … Continue reading →

Beautiful life, we’ve found our home, never again will we worry or want or need A respite is now, but disquiet lingers, questions arising disturbing the tremulous peace First we were favored, now it grows colder, we do what we … Continue reading →

Variant 1: Do you feel it? A warming of the ground? Something is happening Vibrations all around Variant 2: What life of misery such a sleep of terrors what new torment coming to realize all our fears? Variant 3: I … Continue reading →

I’ve got the heat building up down deep gonna build a mountain or two gonna flex my mantle… make the ground shake gonna get tectonic on you. I used to think it was oh so simple perfection was my only … Continue reading →

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Planet my love I know that we’re dying your rivers run empty my air fades away our children retreat into your deepest havens your surface lies barren ‘neath the sun’s deadly rays the pain fills my heart this sorrow I … Continue reading →

She flows into my valleys dances ‘cross my plains ascends my highest mountains brings me gentle rains I love to provide a base for her enrich her wondrous soul whatever she may need from me I will find and bring … Continue reading →

I’m round Solid round I’m round Solid round (Deep underground) I am all there is or needs to be. My entire being surrounds me. A world of sand and dust, built on solid rock. I am a planet- look at … Continue reading →

Cross the glistening sands eon-etched ocean of time ‘neath guardian rock and regolith Something is dreaming It knows the depths and darkness And it knows what lies above The winds that whirl the dust of ages it ponders life and … Continue reading →

The 60s party begat an era of madness and joy Aldous and I attended and met our hosts, Liza and Malcom An artist and a jazz musician Very cool people and what a party! A group collaboration hung on a … Continue reading →

tis true that poetry has been compelled to be my mode of discourse here but still i find my soul resists the versified form and yet i must hurl forth my accolades for you, these two, these knights of word … Continue reading →