Monthly Archives: September 2013

in a painting by Gérôme some hundred and fifty years old tiny Napoleon Bonaparte sits on a brown horse looking at the Sphinx nose to no nose— “Hello Sphinx, welcome me! I am a great general like your Ramses. I assure … Continue reading →

open grave, open casket welcome back to the bread basket— and dead dolls have no eyes   this alley of rust is a junkyard coulee filled with dead dolls and derelicts no crusher will ever bust not just farm trucks but once proud sedans even an … Continue reading →

Sam swam his waters of same-same regret every day and he was drowning— his bottomless blue despair made him wet with fret so totally, and the anxious currents went down the same drain in eddies of the exoteric— black waters of wasted time pulled him under … Continue reading →

it’s paradise road for meat-eaters ranches everywhere beef, bison, even llamas and tasty free-range bear trophy buck, big ol’ moose you gotta watch it, see? ’cause critters always gettin’ loose and crossin’ Highway 3— this stretch is bad junk you could hit … Continue reading →

for the insomniac that doesn’t get R.E.M. is something hacked in the brain stem?   wired for sound from white noise to black silence the inner voices and outer static neighbors parties sirens screaming but melatonin is disturbing dreaming rolls … Continue reading →