@ LTF … Then Hong Kong, the snowboard concussion, the Matthew Sweet, the Peper-gone, Haley her mother, her migraines, her … More
Category: FUD
Young lieutenants at End-Evening-Nautical-Twilight
180 miles east of Los Angeles’ pointless summers ran shaven, heady, lieutenants low-spark’d, high-heel’d, bat-faced wayward boys, they counted coup … More
Jerez: Our stones beg for a river
Our stones shear, like our religions. There’s the catch, the shiver. The believer, he beg for a river.
Oh i remember you … showed me a painting one day ( there is no such dog )
the pain buys less drink every day only the high thin clouds of memory persist blown like stirred like coffee … More
Sometimes we have to decide, is all
Someone really should update this. Make a better one. Add ASTRO BIRDY FRODO JASPER SOPHIE
Truth is a butcher, son
Truth is a butcher, son He will have You, you Begging, begging For Lies
Joe, NPO
cloverleaving through the night cleaving unto what’s right seething is disbelieving: – they chickens , they goats – “don’t trust … More
One tries not to sound bitter
Son came sometimes sad Son made himself mad The son failed to flower every daylight hour One tries not to … More
Ally. Back from Texas the day I put her down
Ali Testaments to Ally I mentioned in timelessness. Very long. No time to read it today. Jay I’d just … More
The people, the watch, the whole enchilada
Bitter Porch Troll in the line for The Porch “Is this the reservation line?” “Do you have a reservation?” “No. … More
Them feral dogs, that feral daughter
So I adopted this Black Lab, Nickee. Looks for all the world like every other Black Lab– ‘cept for the … More
Remind me later how much this hurts now
The high thin clouds of memory persist blown like stirred like coffee dregs, stirred like gnats by a summer wind … More
Boy misses dog, then turn … the whole enchilada
the pain buys less drink every day only the high thin clouds of memory persist blown like stirred like coffee … More
Life at Fenton’s Mill Near Williamsburg
We walked across the upended bricks, Where a wigged and powdered man died of leeches, A running boy died a … More
Rick & Timoteo part ways, comments, questions.
Rick and Timoteo bivouac on the ridge overlooking the Barcelona Aeropostale airfield. Artillery in the distance. Barcelona is falling. They … More
The poison wind
“This is not Las Marismas. No ships no boats no futures sail from here. The winds carry only poison, the … More
While at sea RICK gets letter from CLARE
While at sea RICK gets letter from CLARE (CLARE, in letter to RICK) CLARE Ricky, I’m writing to you from … More
Asturían miners’ lament
TIMOTEO Asturiàs is not Las Marismas. No ships, no boats, no futures sail from here. The winds billow nothing. They … More
Buckaroo Banzai and I
Army buddy Zoom-Zoom Mat’s’da ( pronounced mazda he swore ), he was aka “Buckaroo Banzai”, and me, “Doogie Howser, O/C”, … More
Annabelle at Austin, redux
Fred’neck “I’m easy << Neither of us is easy Mayfair “I knew you could have made that travel more cheaply … More
He became a walkin’, talking’ fragmentation grenade
once Highlander starts to sense you believe in him, he’ll do something to make you hate him … all in … More
Cuenta corta de los años Taco Bueneros en Téxas
EL GATOAbajo hay una cuenta poquito sobre nuestros días como hijos creciendo en Dallas. Yo las escribí después de oír … More
Little story about them Taco Bueno years in Dallas
I remember first hearing of this song at 6637 Saint Anne Court in Dallas,Texas, on that tube radio I painted … More
Soothe the writhing child of panic
one calls out for that friend that saves the catch of breath that says “i know you, i see you, … More
Fear of geometry
it is a simpler feat to throw gels across spots,to change shapes with light,to engineer transitory states of light and … More
Why chase fear when
war not got me speed not sped me through air not felled nor failed nor reserved and fell not out … More
Does fear whisper?
does “wrong” cling? does “wrong” point? does it then whisper in your ear “it is time , that you leave … More
Lift the fear, like a child
Lift the fear like a child fallen from a white kite forgotten from the eyes of the cancer wind. One ached … More
Lift the fear, like a child
The fear you lifted like a child fallen like a kite forgotten descends a cancer wind. One aches for a wing of a … More
The scent of fear is kerosene and cancer
The scent of fear is kerosene and cancer
Favor the fear, like a child
Favor the fear, like a child. Feed it a broken wing of a bread. Leave it unburied, like our dead.
Lift the fear, like a child fallen, from a white kite well forgotten
Lift the fear, like a child fallen, from a white kite well forgotten
She showed me a painting one day
oh, o recognise this this is an old acquaintance with with whom i’d lost touch i remember her face … More