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

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

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

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

Oh, i remember you … showed me a painting one day

i am the friend come to you dressed as the enemy whom you recognise when false friends steal your clothes … 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

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

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

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

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

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

Lift the fear, like a child fallen, from a white kite well forgotten

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.

The scent of fear is kerosene and cancer

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

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

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

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

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

Asturían miners’ lament

TIMOTEO Asturiàs is not Las Marismas. No ships, no boats, no futures sail from here. The winds billow nothing. They … 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

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

The poison wind

“This is not Las Marismas. No ships no boats no futures sail from here. The winds carry only poison, the … 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

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

Does fear whisper?

does “wrong” cling? does “wrong” point? does it then whisper in your ear “it is time , that you leave … More

David’s mother died young, then Nietzsche said something stupid

David “That which does not kill us makes us stronger.” (Friedrich Nietzsche) So the fuck what? It’s total bullshit. What it … More

Maggie may would have

maggie may would’ve had something to say but the telecaster in her heart was the moment i blew apart unlike … More

When you believe in things you dont understand

that son is undone though wobble and shake on that tornado day, his dog knew his soul sat well away. … More

That dog don’t fear no lightnin’

Hey there Nickee Looka there lightnin’ Hither thither over dee ground It’s why it’s so herky jerky Higgledy-piggledy It’s looking, … More

In visit to a fatherless god

were the sickening of swallows nowlet us go to church my friend you and i spread out against the sky … 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