in the dusking sky--
clouds parting for blankness,
parting for nothing
10 December 2015
HELLo
Hi there?
YOu like BLOGS obviously.
Well, have you herd of this BLOB?
Its called: Martian BLOG.
If you read Martian BLOG, you wil know what is happening in Martia
Its is far way, but INternet goes far.
(this is a lesson in the USE OF AGREEMESNT DUH)
AS a English Literature marjor,
I say that ERson Welles was NOT goood at movies.
I know what SYMBOLSIM is and the sled is stupid.
ON THE
21 November 2015
Promise Ring Haiku(s)
In my teens, listening
to music by teenagers
pining for their past,
nostalgic for their
red red wagons, I never
saw the irony.
Now here, sipping black
beer in a dark living room
in a cold silence
interrupted by
the static of the baby
monitor, I
finally finally hear
these words: "Like fire you never
really know what's there."
to music by teenagers
pining for their past,
nostalgic for their
red red wagons, I never
saw the irony.
Now here, sipping black
beer in a dark living room
in a cold silence
interrupted by
the static of the baby
monitor, I
finally finally hear
these words: "Like fire you never
really know what's there."
06 November 2015
Well then
at dusk the neighbor ninjas battle in our front yard: the older with wooden sword, his sister with y-end stick to catch and push.
later a picture on the internet: my father, age 11, and his brother, bundled against the cold, contort their faces for the camera, gnash their teeth and stick out their tongues in a present 53 years ago.
at night
when I put her to bed, she tells me she wants to be daddy. she sings a song. she falls asleep
on her own.
at night I drive &the singer on the stereo strumming sadness in drones and Microphone clips until accordian rhythm wrapping chords on the swerving road a clear clear moon a moon moon a floor tomming moon moon mooning clear clearing dancing in and out of the trees dancing:
dark and light, moon and night, before it sinks behind the warehouse.
in the morning the neighbor kids dress like ninjas and battle in our front yard: the older boy with wooden sword, his sister with y-end stick to catch and push.
in the morning we push toward an end.
in morning trees in harsh sun make roads flicker like 8mm film, 53 years old.
later a picture on the internet: my father, age 11, and his brother, bundled against the cold, contort their faces for the camera, gnash their teeth and stick out their tongues in a present 53 years ago.
at night
when I put her to bed, she tells me she wants to be daddy. she sings a song. she falls asleep
on her own.
at night I drive &the singer on the stereo strumming sadness in drones and Microphone clips until accordian rhythm wrapping chords on the swerving road a clear clear moon a moon moon a floor tomming moon moon mooning clear clearing dancing in and out of the trees dancing:
dark and light, moon and night, before it sinks behind the warehouse.
in the morning the neighbor kids dress like ninjas and battle in our front yard: the older boy with wooden sword, his sister with y-end stick to catch and push.
in the morning we push toward an end.
in morning trees in harsh sun make roads flicker like 8mm film, 53 years old.
23 October 2015
Shakespeare Acrostic
o nce moreun to the breach
,
d ear friends,
o
n ce more;or c lose the wallup with our E
n glishd
e ad.In pea ce there''s no things o becomes a man as modesta ssti
l l ness and tranqui
l ity
,
d ear friends,
o
n ce more;or c lose the wallup with our E
n glishd
e ad.In pea ce there''s no things o becomes a man as modesta ssti
l l ness and tranqui
l ity
03 August 2015
Clear moon
at night in the dark a pulse of electric, an envelope, a drum machine. In headphones, a wooden instrument jumps up and down. Let's talk about what it feels like to live.
In other news, there's lube on my chain, I jumped to a line to quickly, and just say something already.
In other news, there's lube on my chain, I jumped to a line to quickly, and just say something already.
11 June 2015
I also have 99 problems
1. The air bag light in my Subaru is on, but nothing seems wrong with the air bag.
2. My neighbor waits until after sunset to climb up on his roof to leaf-blow it.
3. I planted some grass seed last winter, but it didn't come in right.
4. I have this numb spot on my leg.
5. I can't grow a beard. Not a non-gross one, anyway.
6. Sometimes, during the day, I forget I'm awake.
7. Mismatching numbers of socks.
8. The state of my kitchen.
9. The state of my living room.
10. Overpowering, crushing angst.
11. The state of my bathroom.
12. My home has become an incubator for disease ever since my daughter started daycare.
13. I am too OK with leaving work at work.
14. The other neighbor caught me dumping a garbage can into the storm drain and now she won't talk to us.
15. I hate running, but I do it.
16. I can't seem to get into wine.
17. If someone touches my pinky toe, I involuntarily kick them. Even if its a baby.
18. My dog could stand to be walked more.
19. I am addicted to reality TV.
20. I don't care about my job so much any more.
21. A newspaper that I didn't order was delivered to my house months ago. It is rotting on the driveway.
22. I have contempt for things, but also envy others' ability to own them.
23. I have an itch. An itch is one.
24. That first neighbor also chops wood at 9 pm.
25. This carpet shows dirt quickly.
26. Beers are very similar to potato chips, in that just having one is impossible
27. I'm not the best at staying in contact with people.
28. My own insecurities are projected onto others in the form of perceived loathing.
29. I have to press three buttons to connect my laptop to the digital projector in my classroom. It used to be zero buttons.
30. I avoid doctors.
31. I avoid dentists.
32. I hate talking on the phone.
33. Though I keep it together in most situations, I lose my mind in traffic.
34. I am so bad at expressing emotions that I now question if I feel them.
35. I'm pretty much always sure I'm right.
36. There's a pretty big space between two of my teeth and I should floss it more.
37.This cough won't go away.
38. I have to wake up early to have coffee so I won't get a headache.
39. There are some things too painful to say.
40. I laugh at inappropriate things.
41. Most of what I say is bullshit.
42. I have patches of hair in places where there should be none, and have none in places there should be hair.
43. I can't fix anything.
44. Only one of these earbuds work, and this song is in stereo.
45. I don't recycle as much as I should.
46. Every day is different; every day's the same.
47. I'm pretty tired of the foods I can cook.
48. My dog really should get more exercise.
49. My daughter is into throwing tantrums.
50. I've only gotten a haircut I liked 3 times.
51. I'm pretty selfish.
52. I eat food dangerously past the expiration date, even though I've lost at this game several times.
53. Often I am not as smart as I seem.
54. Other times I am much smarter.
55. Laundry pile.
56. I did not grade anything this weekend.
57. I hit a raccoon with my car once.
58. I am ashamed of the 7 month period in high school in which I collected comic books.
59. Sports are take it or leave it for me.
60. I can't do most things men are supposed to be good at.
61. I am not a boat owner.
62. I have trouble sleeping.
63. Beer gives me gas.
64. There's this one vein that pops out of my right calf.
65. My dog snores.
66. I often lie to avoid being caught in other lies.
67. Gas is getting expensive again.
68. I'm not the best at picking up after myself.
69. Student loans.
70. Tomorrow's going to be rough.
71. I gotta say, its is hard to come up with a list of this many problems.
72. My neighbor dumped a pile of shit on my driveway and expected me to thank her.
73. My landlord gave our key to a felon.
74. There's mushrooms growing out of the carpet.
75. Furniture moving, in general.
76. This child is smart enough to open things, but not smart enough to know what not to open.
77. The washing machine flooded the garage.
78. It took me almost an hour to get home fromwork today.
79. I am afraid of the person I really am.
80. I can't say no to Jelly Bellies.
81. I don't really proofread.
82. It takes a long time for me to fall asleep.
83. I'm not so into music anymore.
84. I miss "Quantum Leap."
85. My hand is tired from typing.
86. The sun shines with impunity.
87. I'm not sure how to tell my barber what I want.
88. Never touch the grate in the oven unless you are sure.
89. Any light in the darkness keeps me awake.
90. When it rains, I forget to bring the lawn furniture inside.
91. I am pretty sure Jay never actually sat down and thought about his problems, and that makes me frustrated.
92. This guy emptied a bag of garbage onto the living room floor, and we just left it.
93. I can't pee in troughs.
94. The state of my garage.
95. I am haunted by the memory of firing a 10-year-old.
96. I want to live anywhere but here.
97. A general feeling of suffocating.
98. A general feeling of malaise.
99. Candy addiction.
2. My neighbor waits until after sunset to climb up on his roof to leaf-blow it.
3. I planted some grass seed last winter, but it didn't come in right.
4. I have this numb spot on my leg.
5. I can't grow a beard. Not a non-gross one, anyway.
6. Sometimes, during the day, I forget I'm awake.
7. Mismatching numbers of socks.
8. The state of my kitchen.
9. The state of my living room.
10. Overpowering, crushing angst.
11. The state of my bathroom.
12. My home has become an incubator for disease ever since my daughter started daycare.
13. I am too OK with leaving work at work.
14. The other neighbor caught me dumping a garbage can into the storm drain and now she won't talk to us.
15. I hate running, but I do it.
16. I can't seem to get into wine.
17. If someone touches my pinky toe, I involuntarily kick them. Even if its a baby.
18. My dog could stand to be walked more.
19. I am addicted to reality TV.
20. I don't care about my job so much any more.
21. A newspaper that I didn't order was delivered to my house months ago. It is rotting on the driveway.
22. I have contempt for things, but also envy others' ability to own them.
23. I have an itch. An itch is one.
24. That first neighbor also chops wood at 9 pm.
25. This carpet shows dirt quickly.
26. Beers are very similar to potato chips, in that just having one is impossible
27. I'm not the best at staying in contact with people.
28. My own insecurities are projected onto others in the form of perceived loathing.
29. I have to press three buttons to connect my laptop to the digital projector in my classroom. It used to be zero buttons.
30. I avoid doctors.
31. I avoid dentists.
32. I hate talking on the phone.
33. Though I keep it together in most situations, I lose my mind in traffic.
34. I am so bad at expressing emotions that I now question if I feel them.
35. I'm pretty much always sure I'm right.
36. There's a pretty big space between two of my teeth and I should floss it more.
37.This cough won't go away.
38. I have to wake up early to have coffee so I won't get a headache.
39. There are some things too painful to say.
40. I laugh at inappropriate things.
41. Most of what I say is bullshit.
42. I have patches of hair in places where there should be none, and have none in places there should be hair.
43. I can't fix anything.
44. Only one of these earbuds work, and this song is in stereo.
45. I don't recycle as much as I should.
46. Every day is different; every day's the same.
47. I'm pretty tired of the foods I can cook.
48. My dog really should get more exercise.
49. My daughter is into throwing tantrums.
50. I've only gotten a haircut I liked 3 times.
51. I'm pretty selfish.
52. I eat food dangerously past the expiration date, even though I've lost at this game several times.
53. Often I am not as smart as I seem.
54. Other times I am much smarter.
55. Laundry pile.
56. I did not grade anything this weekend.
57. I hit a raccoon with my car once.
58. I am ashamed of the 7 month period in high school in which I collected comic books.
59. Sports are take it or leave it for me.
60. I can't do most things men are supposed to be good at.
61. I am not a boat owner.
62. I have trouble sleeping.
63. Beer gives me gas.
64. There's this one vein that pops out of my right calf.
65. My dog snores.
66. I often lie to avoid being caught in other lies.
67. Gas is getting expensive again.
68. I'm not the best at picking up after myself.
69. Student loans.
70. Tomorrow's going to be rough.
71. I gotta say, its is hard to come up with a list of this many problems.
72. My neighbor dumped a pile of shit on my driveway and expected me to thank her.
73. My landlord gave our key to a felon.
74. There's mushrooms growing out of the carpet.
75. Furniture moving, in general.
76. This child is smart enough to open things, but not smart enough to know what not to open.
77. The washing machine flooded the garage.
78. It took me almost an hour to get home fromwork today.
79. I am afraid of the person I really am.
80. I can't say no to Jelly Bellies.
81. I don't really proofread.
82. It takes a long time for me to fall asleep.
83. I'm not so into music anymore.
84. I miss "Quantum Leap."
85. My hand is tired from typing.
86. The sun shines with impunity.
87. I'm not sure how to tell my barber what I want.
88. Never touch the grate in the oven unless you are sure.
89. Any light in the darkness keeps me awake.
90. When it rains, I forget to bring the lawn furniture inside.
91. I am pretty sure Jay never actually sat down and thought about his problems, and that makes me frustrated.
92. This guy emptied a bag of garbage onto the living room floor, and we just left it.
93. I can't pee in troughs.
94. The state of my garage.
95. I am haunted by the memory of firing a 10-year-old.
96. I want to live anywhere but here.
97. A general feeling of suffocating.
98. A general feeling of malaise.
99. Candy addiction.
07 February 2015
Bike ride in the rain
Today the short
grass grew where
sunflowers once stretched
to blue backlit clouds
crested Berryessa whisping
skyward:
There, miles away, where fat anvils scrape the tops of hills, is the luminous mouth to heaven.
grass grew where
sunflowers once stretched
to blue backlit clouds
crested Berryessa whisping
skyward:
There, miles away, where fat anvils scrape the tops of hills, is the luminous mouth to heaven.
06 February 2015
05 February 2015
Cut & Paste
Life is most automatic
after the play
but deadliest
at the height of the pass
&
Death's horrific shimmy
gaining blue-painted
mystery in degrees:
A January day, the heart of modern
Paris, thinking
inside the stereotypes that shadow
and sundance before
the unarmed man, filled with
leather boots, knitted hats, headlines.
after the play
but deadliest
at the height of the pass
&
Death's horrific shimmy
gaining blue-painted
mystery in degrees:
A January day, the heart of modern
Paris, thinking
inside the stereotypes that shadow
and sundance before
the unarmed man, filled with
leather boots, knitted hats, headlines.
04 February 2015
Football is life!
There are no metaphors on this field:
The plasticine grass simply is, res ipsa loquitur.
This small victory of yard,
this pain, these contorted limbs,
Each is the thing itself.
The fight is fruitless, the decisions have no impact
beyond the spectacle.
It is. It happens.
It is not. It fades.
Nothing is left.
The plasticine grass simply is, res ipsa loquitur.
This small victory of yard,
this pain, these contorted limbs,
Each is the thing itself.
The fight is fruitless, the decisions have no impact
beyond the spectacle.
It is. It happens.
It is not. It fades.
Nothing is left.
01 February 2015
Bear Death
the embrace
compresses
breath pulverizes
ribs, implodes
the lungs and
heart in warmth
fur, comfort
compresses
breath pulverizes
ribs, implodes
the lungs and
heart in warmth
fur, comfort
30 January 2015
Bundled Up
At once
in Chicago
on an elevated train platform
above the street the cars clodding
through slush puddles black
with March exhaust pipes and mouths exhale breath smoke
into the crystalled air
above below
at once
in Chicago
on an elevated train platform
above the street the cars clodding
through slush puddles black
with March exhaust pipes and mouths exhale breath smoke
into the crystalled air
above below
at once
29 January 2015
How Jay-Z's A&R Rep Got Fired
Hey, Jay. You said you were working on something you wanted to show us?
H to the Izzo, V to the Izzay.
Huh?
For shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA.
Dude, what are you talking about?
H to the Izzo.
Yeah, I know.
V to the Izzay.
I heard you the first time. My question is, why are you saying these things?
That’s the anthem.
Let me make sure I'm getting this. You're writing a song based mainly on Pig Latin... and you think people will like it? Jay. People won’t like it. I don’t like it.
Get your damn hands up!
Based on the fact that you are ordering us to enjoy what you are singing, I can pretty much guarantee that this is a bad idea.
H to the Izzo. V to the Izzay.
Repeating it over and over is not making it better. I’m starting to think you’re a hack.
Not guilty.
If you say so.
Yall got to feel me.
There you go losing your temper again. Just drop it. I promise you that ‘H to the izzie, v to the izzie’ is NOT ‘the anthem.’
H to the Izz-O.
Sorry.
V to the Izz-AY.
Whatever.
That’s. The. Anthem.
I have to go. I’ll see you around.
GET YOUR DAMN HANDS UP!
H to the Izzo, V to the Izzay.
Huh?
For shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA.
Dude, what are you talking about?
H to the Izzo.
Yeah, I know.
V to the Izzay.
I heard you the first time. My question is, why are you saying these things?
That’s the anthem.
Let me make sure I'm getting this. You're writing a song based mainly on Pig Latin... and you think people will like it? Jay. People won’t like it. I don’t like it.
Get your damn hands up!
Based on the fact that you are ordering us to enjoy what you are singing, I can pretty much guarantee that this is a bad idea.
H to the Izzo. V to the Izzay.
Repeating it over and over is not making it better. I’m starting to think you’re a hack.
Not guilty.
If you say so.
Yall got to feel me.
There you go losing your temper again. Just drop it. I promise you that ‘H to the izzie, v to the izzie’ is NOT ‘the anthem.’
H to the Izz-O.
Sorry.
V to the Izz-AY.
Whatever.
That’s. The. Anthem.
I have to go. I’ll see you around.
GET YOUR DAMN HANDS UP!
03 January 2015
I found this tape, 2015
I found this tape. I found this blog. I found this baby in the night. I found this sound.
I found these drapes. I found this sound. I found this burning effigy. I found the wand.
I found a dream, floating in a lake, no a sea, no an ocean, whatever: waves crashing relentlessly.
I found this tape in a garden at midnight, on a barstool left empty, on the plastic seat of a red line train. I found this tape and did not listen.
I found these drapes. I found this sound. I found this burning effigy. I found the wand.
I found a dream, floating in a lake, no a sea, no an ocean, whatever: waves crashing relentlessly.
I found this tape in a garden at midnight, on a barstool left empty, on the plastic seat of a red line train. I found this tape and did not listen.
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