Thursday, February 6, 2014


alabaster crashes down, skin col- 
oured like honeyed milk with lips 
that magnetize: that attract, and 
beg to be kissed with my promises 
that none are barren among them-- 

garage and loads of stuff which i 
have found made me grind my teeth 
but this is the mellow acid age.. 
an obstacle ahead is reduced to a 
fine dust which brings on euphor- 

ia when burnt and inhaled-- small 
hourglass figure on the four-wall 
room and ceiling and floor, as if 
everywhere, which is okay with me 
and if you asked it's just right; 

feeling like a deep sleep with an 
epic dream sequence, something to 
make a film out of, and not every 
thing in our lives is beautiful.. 
hark who's talking mumbler of ap- 

parent revelations and you've had 
your 15 minutes of fame-- i want- 
ed to extend my limbs skyward all 
in celebration of the mathematics 
that allow us to combine two into 

one, sometimes-- a folk festival, 
a ring around the rosie, and been 
waiting for someone to drop trou: 
that would mean i'm never ashamed 
again, which'd been yours anyway.

Sunday, February 2, 2014


super scary monsters.. night-time 
vision upon my bed and can't take 
time off of a procession thereof, 
the persistence of time, the per- 
sistence of memory, wild chief an 

absentee safety guarantor for the 
people of the true and living god 
and if i am a poor ambassador: if 
i am a poor spokesman, it doesn't 
hurt the message-- jumbo jetliner 

girl with speed and big dreams, i 
want to grow younger with you un- 
til we recede backwards into this 
womb, and burst open on the other 
side full with excited intellect; 

combed filtered, your hair hanged 
long and without price for me, as 
i strutted through the waking as- 
pect of life as an human being: i 
walked in the vision, whereas had 

i been lucid before i met you i'd 
have had no need for your sacrif- 
ice-- don't shoot the messenger a 
jeanne-d'arc trajectory and deep- 
est arch, eyebrows raised my way, 

all because i said something that 
you liked: it doesn't happen oft- 
en, an euphoriant peek behind the 
curtain, but we are bound to hold 
fast what's been committed to us.