Monthly Archives: September 2001

in the sheer concave terror of outstretched mind like a sky like a vector like a mirror we invite to our door all that we think it all becomes possible the right and the wrong the bliss and the bomb … Continue reading →

I love the British. I was making fun of myself and my fractured interior voices. I thought deeply about your poem for several days, and it struck a resonant chord in me. My feelings about the USA were formed in … Continue reading →

Churchill: Taken From The Diaries of Lord Moran, pg. 386 — “We had hardly taken our seats when the P.M. said without warning: ‘What other nation in history, when it became supremely powerful, has had no thoughts of territorial aggrandizement, … Continue reading →

osama threw a dart at the map of america or was it the cia? now we dress for war but our shirts have blood stains from whippings on the backs of slave children corporations on the loose gobbling up the … Continue reading →

heart throat cry eyes knife fear freeze skin air cloud falling one two scuffle scream eyes knife fear freeze window seat low buildings people smell dark blood high victory cries came the wall too fast thunder darkness fire the ground … Continue reading →

andropolopolous let’s sit here in the comfortable chairs the best seats in our little theater here in the center of space the light-year lens is sharp and ready planet speakers in deciphonic we smoke and drink beers whilst sending the … Continue reading →

running up that hill   it’s just pure love i want to hold the last remaining years the few existing months the one or two precious days of childhood in our house the cubbies still poised on the edge of … Continue reading →

hot bright mall sunshine in the panhandle PVC palm trees brush past the polyester print 46 leather purse stack heel queen of shootemup, texas Joslin Holdimdown past sweet is the sweetheart of shootemup high the past master of the white … Continue reading →

what’s in your pocket oh gandy dancer oh pants romancer jimmy and robert tomorrow would swear as they knock back the evening air it’s lemon juice running down your leg but say baba sai it be soma the liquid of … Continue reading →

(hot vicious beastie breath snacking on my backoneck hairs i gotta run faster) here we are on the earthface smooth and rumpled slick and smelling of meteors too many vents to the core too many towers of demonsmoke i danced … Continue reading →

i got nothin’ balloon blister mailroom maltese on the veranda with a glass of wine we smote history with dripping hot fangs blood love they call it valleys of stupor rains too heavy to work the fields let’s fight you … Continue reading →

on the west hillside the forces of shiva on the east hillside the forces of kali in the valley is a giant guppy bubbles drift up from the soda pop beds the singing purple streaks waft to sky beautiful sky … Continue reading →