animate....deviate......demonstrate.....wain... |
worths fickle notion truth evading the catchingone days farmingnext days pyreI bring you bitter tobacco...you smoke it to distracted musicYou whine about an uneven line....I, whilst drawing schedules ...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Sep 2008 09:55:00 GMT |
huver bird |
...dont know what to make of you ..little huver hover bird halo whorl...
finger whorl......the difference in our genes...
luggage lost in an airport.......grief avoided..just echoed in those blank spa...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 13:54:00 GMT |
...coming away from you.....poor motherless Freud....and his Jesuitifying machismo... |
"One may not reach the dawn save by the path of the night." G.Greer
and so we let you kneel
with your beautiful mothers 40-something thighs
and take off his shoes..
and recieve no thanks....
no blushe...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 10:00:00 GMT |
....miners callig "time" |
..>
.......and so there is one drunkard down.....
&...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 03:30:00 GMT |
the cowboy....cruel...and the clematis strangle hold |
Dirty sets of knives&crude silk fabrics painting the furniture and smiles
..dripping liquid "sly" all over the room..
Tonight, sylfen and bleeding&&only bleeding like an animal&
Leaking to fill the sp...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 18:32:00 GMT |
Arash........ |
For Max, Maddi, Adrian, Claudia, Emma and Daniel..
For Joshie, Sophie; and the way you once were.....
and the gentleman Ash......halfway down river.......His ghost shedding light on the streets...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 18:25:00 GMT |
....Backbone...smoke..the picture book |
we see you leaning out...
the car door is open....knowing your face I take no time
Time takes me
through the pages of our picture book
in 30 seconds flat....
salt in the air....
you blink at me ....
...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 11:18:00 GMT |
......Geryons Island |
......on Geryons Island you can spill the ways to content.....
and never see them again.......until a well-meaning recycler
Spill the cyclical ways of "happy",
Inky silk-worm blood...
Posted by on Fri, 11 May 2007 19:08:00 GMT |
etchings in the trying.....trains |
....temple structures..................passing by..
surprising squallor......and then
...
Posted by on Tue, 01 May 2007 14:54:00 GMT |
......growing one |
ripped flesh is only really ripped
if it isnt wanted for food.
Torn, masticated.......erroded....corrosive of each other...
capped...stalked, circumcised.
It is enough to be human. It is enough...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 18:26:00 GMT |
