unarmed hands

free the birds
be a pal.
it ain't here
yet i feel nostalgia for now
thunder wonder darkness & light.
be a good sport
free the birds
then burn the cage.
computer silences
tales & teases fashioned 4 hours
in plumed ink.

i am in burma

where there are no laptops
the beach here has no waves
wisps of chepos whisper
post post post haste
no camera eye captures pomade trees
no soothing torrential breeze
half off say all store windows
go home plead doorguyz
dark at night
deserted all day
please do excuse black & white.

picture show

Now available for download filMusic

4 dollars, for the both of us

doors at 7pm. Largo gig later that night at usual time.

staring space

what eye most desires

is a cradle 4 staring

unencumbered by glarings

& preachings of choirs.

lofts infested w/ criminals

yet off limits 2 cops

widescreen safe 4 cyclops

pg13 subliminal.

catch a drift get the point

so much more 2 be spied

with no laws 2 abide

nor heathens 2 annoint.

 

ulysses tx

what poverty such nerve what taste

highbrow & lowborn were erased.

greed led us 2 bursting of guts

from bk lounge & pizza hutz.

we once in youth fasted as monk

our lashes cinched & corneas shrunk.

this world appeared as passing sweeter

without trips 2 the bottomfeeder.

stick people & bad livers shared

the bill w/punxx drunk & longhaired.

when record stores still lined the drag

homeless dudes puppy tails did wag

enticing tosses of spare dimes

inseminating future rhymes.

who knew that age would fade from us

quick as the last i.f. schoolbus.

ode 2 july

betwixt summer comes dread again.

vampire birds grind our medicine.

more era than collected weeks

july fashions her songs on beaks.

blasphemed & blessed this month at once

is unsung & real as incense.

bears tempt alike the gal & dude

w/river tea & forest food .

resist the urge to press restart

4 memory is the brain of heart.

restring thine ax- yes -make haste honey

october days ain't half this sunny.