Friday, December 28, 2007


My life is changing faster than I can deal

don't laugh, I'm cereal



Fer real

Fucking hell

walls are closing in

how much input can a man in my peculiar situation reasonably be expected to process?

I don't smell burnt toast yet

but that's no excuse to pile it on

I'm trying to keep up

keep my head above the water

gotta tricklesplill out over embankments and causeways

Saturday, December 22, 2007

i write from home, now

not in the bar

on the bus

running through the woods

drag it behind all vestigial

store it till laden


and filter

can't often find the space

wish i had a den

wish i had a goddam car

i'd write in that

Saturday, December 15, 2007


Here is a window
This is something I want to share with you
I submit my most vulnerable
Not scared to do it
Don't want anything for it
Don't want judgement
Don't need understanding
Don't seem to even fuckin care
Just this and that's why it's pure and unassailable

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Winter Makes Writing?

Snow's falling hard and I'm getting fat

Alternating currents of tension and laziness

Feels like the writing's coming back

But it could just be hysterical creativity

I'll refract off the ice crystals in the air

Lap the building barefoot so I know I'm still young