Saul has killed his thousands, David his tens of thousands, Saul has killed his thousands, David…they sing out loud, trailing off, my ears start to fail me. I have heard enough. His tens of thousands, like a bloody sword held up in the bright day’s light, the cold steel singing into… Read full post »

Staring in the mirror, watching the dots and specks dance.  If I am doing this right, my experiment, than it shows that my left eye is the dominant eye.  This is strange as my left eye is the weaker of the two, interesting idea but not a new one, it is
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Dressed up like James Joyce, I watch the clouds glide though the sky.  Brand new black eye patch, to narrow my vision.  Broad brimmed hat covering shiny red devil horns, keeping the sun out of my eye (eye singular).  As I fancy myself a hero and a scientist, I watch the… Read full post »

Watching old twilight zone episodes, buzzy TV screen, black and white flicker, watching all night.  A madness can creep in, can creep up on you, bless your soul, you had better keep control.  Watching the TV all night with the poet girls and strangers, strangers who do cocaine…all ni… Read full post »

Gandharvas Gabriel


    The growling bangs and bumps of some distant cosmic planetary explosion, a million light years away, a million years ago, shakes loose my drum skin tight mind.  It rattles loose memories and thoughts and memories of thought, lost in thought of legends, nature… Read full post »

That old revolutionary spirit.


I compose it first in minor key, f to a minor to g to c, let it raise to major and then the diminuendo, composite 2, running scales, scales after ghastly scales.  Cut and paste, copy and paste, stick here and there, stuck together with electronic glue, here… Read full post »

In the center of everything, the center of the universe a light blooms open like a flower.
Its been a long long time and it spreads open, its been a long long time now.
In the middle of everything, its bursts forth, a thousand thousand petals
A thousand petals all velvet and soft, all… Read full post »

The Prophet

Across the river, the bone eaters bang out rhythms and chant.  They beat out their music on wood and bone and stone.  They dance together in wide circles, their flowing robes spinning and trailing behind them, throwing sparks and dirt up into the night air.  He sits on the o… Read full post »

Ivan turned the corner on the gravel path.  It was no more really than an old goat path though the mountains, the mountains the high peaked dusty desert mountains.  The silence echoing off them was deafening.  It has been three days now that he has been lost and separated from his
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Walking past the clapboard plastic toy house, he stumbles and cannot seem to regain his balance.  It is ten thirty in the morning and he is already drunk, but what difference does that make…what is time to him.  The street surrounds him as he slowly lowers himself to the pavement to… Read full post »

Night in Ramallah

     She sits on the half collapsed bench in the little court yard behind her broken down house.  The courtyard is cold and dark and filled with nothing but broken bits of everything, broken rocks, broken toys, everything broken deep into dust.  She kick… Read full post »

   The car growled and shook as it idled in the Amtrak parking lot.  I sat in the passenger seat and turned my camera around in my hands, absent mindedly.
      “Hey put that away before dude gets here, man.” the driver said
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Not so very long ago, there existed an alien race called the Araxaiians. The Araxaiians were a advanced race but they were in the midst of a crisis for their home planet, which was inexplicitly named simply Na’a, was over-populated and growing very short on natural resources. The Araxaiians had… Read full post »

Hey I found the Wikipedia entry on Southern Illinois, which is where I was born and still live.  It is in fact the greatest place on Planet Earth, I am empathetic about this little known fact.  Check out the entry and check out more about this wonderland of place...hell, if you… Read full post »

The sun is setting, it is dusk and soon it will be dark and very very cold. Ivan looks up towards the sky to see it turning a bruised purple, he watches as the stars start to burn though the sky, first one and then ten and etc. There is a… Read full post »

Today I found an absolute treasure trove of CDs under by bed.  I haven't seen most of these CDs in ten years or more (which tells you how clean and orderly I am).  They all things I bought back in high school.  I only list them here, in this basically worthless… Read full post »

His mind drifts, his attention strays and before he can regain full power over himself, he finds himself back home, in his village north of Moscow, his poor little village with its quiet kind of energy. All the snow covered everything, all the life buried beneath the cold winter’s frost, all… Read full post »

Ivan turned the corner on the gravel path.  It was no more really than an old goat path though the mountains, the mountains the high peaked dusty desert mountains.  The silence echoing off them was deafening.  It has been three days now that he has been lost and separated from his/… Read full post »