Monthly Archives: August 2009

her psyche’s armour has tarnished rusty lacking its brightness of spirit… once it stood noble heavy with life revealing her sacrament of soulful strength

i told him…  works offered by ‘collectors’ looking to make a buck off another’s art isn’t a game i can support… if the dollars were going into the artist’s tattered pockets i would pay dearly for the honor priviledge and wonder of … Continue reading →

in a brick house in guerneville that is covered in vines the arrogant and entitled engaged in their crimes.. now four years later its front page news as father and daughter’s vile hatred spews if doubting that karma exists on … Continue reading →

with this heat humidity has packed up her ratty suitcase and moved west delivering   dripping southern roots to our skies…   ballparks steamin’ with season’s end bouncin’ foul balls off the no-wind zone  hand delivered sweetly  into the gloves of the  most deserving bringing … Continue reading →

right now right then right now motherfucker you traded their  love for the needle in your arm your thigh traded that love like no other that love in your daughter’s eyes for the needle that meant more to you than … Continue reading →

“i’ve seen the needle and the damage done a little part of it in everyone but every junkie’s like the setting sun”               neil young the dvr is set on automatic  recording it without a second thought… it draws me … Continue reading →

trawling across the ocean they came powerful in their exodus from a tiny grecian isle.. migrating to lands across continent after continent they braved the taunts grew in number and held an unknowing power within the family of man..   … Continue reading →

yes my lungs are working better i’m only breathless when i walk up inclines… thanks for asking…

you were nervous then watching shy jailbait catholic schoolgirls walk round and round earth’s plywood tabletops… watching us you grinned like a fool as we  feigned initial interest in the soft-shelled chapbooks  piled around… from the corner stack we tucked our copies of the … Continue reading →

once upon a time i wanted to be both griffin and sabine