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About Me


your grace has found me
just as i am
empty handed but alive
in your hands
[majesty]

i'm getting it back with that terrible feeling
my vision is cracked but it looks like it's healing
i'm getting it back like it's four in the morning
when the sun only shines as if it's giving a warning
i'm getting it back with the rest of the leap year
i'm keeping the rabbit the bat and the reindeer
i'm getting it out whatever i gotta keep in
i'm telling the truth, said it don't win with pretend

[dr dog]

and all you thought that you once knew
you've lost your way your sense of truth
take off your coat and wipe your shoes
i'm callin you no more excuses
i wanna be with you when the nighttime is over

[public radio]

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

the brokenhearted, ezekiel the prophet, zaphod beeblebrox, and the man who invented scrabble (because let's face it guys, he's brilliant)

in memory of jimmy mazza
I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. -samwise gamgee, the two towers

My Blog

illusions, mr. anderson...vagaries of perception

Ok friends, theres rise against the machines&and theres what happened today at work. Today was not the day of the robotic revolution. No humanoid machines invented for our own protection decided to ...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Oct 2009 14:24:00 GMT

city fog and brave dialogue

1:43 in the morning. no inclination towards sleep. i am. a self proclaimed deadbeat.(let the finger snapping commence!) KIDDING. snapping is for posers. KIDDING AGAIN. snapping actually started with t...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Sep 2009 00:25:00 GMT

BETWEEN THE LINES DEBUT (i'm in the neeeews!)

so...i finally published a poem. it's in a chapbook called between the lines, which i read at botegga's the other night. here's some coverage from the star news...http://poets.blogs.starnewsonline.com...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Sep 2009 07:02:00 GMT

look her right in the eye, she'll listen

i enjoyed myself a great deal today. i spent the majority of it with the yuhannas. bishop wanted to go thrifting this morning, so marinda and i picked him and his son, noel, up from their new house an...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Aug 2009 22:23:00 GMT

welcome to existence, everyone's here

just got back from selma a couple of hours ago. i left here with a disappointed heart, a desperate spirit, and an overwhelming bag of doubt. i put them on my back and heaved them to the pew of an unas...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Aug 2009 00:42:00 GMT

i owe my soul to the company store

i should be lying in bed right now starting my hour long ritual of rolling around, switching pillows, and re-resetting the sleep timer on my tv two to three times, BUT, before i do, i wanted to take a...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Jul 2009 22:31:00 GMT

can i look away now, can i look away?

ok. i know i have a tendency to rant. sometimes about religion. often about politics. especially those politics surrounding barack obama, our country's fearless leader. i don't give that title sarcast...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jun 2009 04:21:00 GMT

a glass can only spill what it contains

i am at a loss. yesterday, a man walked into a lutheran church in kansas and shot down george tiller. if you don't know the name, george tiller is one of about three abortionists in the country who pe...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jun 2009 04:54:00 GMT

a sight i never could contrive

i miss virginia this morning. i miss disc golf in the afternoons with tim and sam, my feet bare and the sun warm on my legs. i miss egg sandwiches with dan and dinner with kathryne. i miss smoke break...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Mar 2009 03:59:00 GMT

sing us a song that stops the silence

this twelve-yr-old is my hero, at least for today:
Posted by on Thu, 05 Mar 2009 03:45:00 GMT