Monthly Archives: May 2001

even this could go sometime this small string of rubber you and i perch upon hanging over the big dark hole you and i in the prison with no floor big rushing air comes up sometimes and we steady, help … Continue reading →

I look at me and I look at you my children also in the view what’s inside and what is out what is this vast life all about? I look beyond my window eyes the world I see is full … Continue reading →

I want to let you know brother of the far shore what it is like to be my own recorder of deeds to be alive here and now out of work back in college music in my veins and a … Continue reading →

satellitajupita,     i loved the poem, but why the past tense?  who knows, i might hook up with a bawdry street band in amsterdam.  i’m leaving tomorrow and meeting jack and levon in newark, then on to london, glascow, amsterdam, … Continue reading →

wild monkey man (should have been the lead singer) your big boots stepping on the bones of the second wave of man tune out of time’s tunnel you’ll hear the eeries the mother’s wail the swoosh of the club then … Continue reading →