Category Archives: Poetry

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 →

has anyone nailed the location of the chick with the brick? was it lisa smail? or some other hottie just waiting to be plucked by the nerd cum madman but the only thing hard she got was the brick. of … Continue reading →

hot dancing by the pool it’s a cool day out irrelevant shout make yourself a shaker ivy-twine overhead a satellitic cone my switch is set to drone i’m the lone believer a way to whirl i’m on the floor i … Continue reading →

i didn’t come here to get my x waxed i came to get the z for my little me-archy semper fi see darkly puffy little b-head the detail gets me all sparkle-headed i been there but i wast to withdraw … Continue reading →

sixteen velvet seconds ‘I’m a free man!’ lovely leafy garret ‘I cannot see the path!’ all the time a tone ‘Verisimilitude eludes you!’ park benches after the rain ‘Walk faster! Be the Air!” hiding in the knotted woods ‘Cease your … Continue reading →

terrible timothy may hot street smear window bicycle with a spiked chain six omens on a string he’s the tooth fairy warehouses of grim memory bales of hay stacked up by the door never can tell the real grin of … Continue reading →

running out into the walnut grove demons on my heels raffish deadly i stayed in the attic for three years they found me yesterday cut a hole in the roof and shimmied down the drain free in the grove at … Continue reading →

Snow. New Drywall. Guitar. Rubber Drums. Dogs. Fireplace. Wild Turkey. Propane Heater. Burned a Hole in the Coat. Groceries. Red Recording Lights. Clay Flutes. Clean Mikes. Half-Inch Tape. The Sound Still Plays. But The Heart is Dead.

elevator walked to the house in the rain, singing quietly in the door and over the dry floor to the large bed. essences waving and the fire crackles smoke leaks through the mortar soon the house is a roaring furnace … Continue reading →

altercat pandemonium drip-dry funk i hear the angels sing from far away midnight thunder lights the steeple cross i’ve been down. tick tech really up stack dinner is served for the dark goodby to all that i’ve asked to see … Continue reading →

jumpin’ jehosephat beanball happy doofus tearin’ up 1963 i don’t listen to that shit anymore dig-dug joustin’ and savin’ the little men pick up the piece and glue it to your face a lovely, lovely mask made for parties and … Continue reading →