The gulf is in the sky. Switching direction suddenly clouds pour from the north, breaking our clock.
He Found This Scrawled; Dinner in the Eye; Malpractice; Sligo ’99; The Kingest Bean
Colloquy for Dean Rader and Emily Dickinson; Events of 1939; Nomad Country; Lament for the Makers
Still I feel I am one now with dispossessed my imaginary sees encamped in the Arizona desert (along with Cochise, perhaps, and his Chiricahua over that rise there, with John Brown And Nat Turner, plotting some bloody revenge), but my peace is separate—I have O2 at night.
two nights ago was memorabilia; last night’s dream was yesterday; three was a mistake
the night before I read about someone else with a slit in her back, feathers dispensing flying through the air the only indication tainted maroon of the encounter,
Where Did You Come From; Vagina is a Province in China; There Are Philosophers Everywhere; The Last of the Mohicans
Golden Globe Awards. Guess who won. Everything went down hill after that, damn it. Too bad Sue Lyon didn’t live in Europe. In Hollywood, they say “What have you done lately?” whereas in Europe they think you're as good as
the best you've ever been...
Mirror Neurons; Unity of Opposites; Nocturne with Flame; Aubade with Leftover Snow, Ode to Mayo Jars
Even though you don’t face the painter
he captures your face.
Heraclitus asked, how can you hide
from what never goes away?
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Spill out your excuses, your secrets, your lies. Crack open your ribs slowly, one at a time. Allow enough room to let me inside.