Supermoon (1974)
A very tall man was standing on his roof, fishing for the moon, which caught the attention of an insomniac ape who happened to be walking by, sleep having failed him again. "I do wish … Read more
A very tall man was standing on his roof, fishing for the moon, which caught the attention of an insomniac ape who happened to be walking by, sleep having failed him again. "I do wish … Read more
Some of the molding surrounding this world is now horribly chipped and turning grey. Time has come for some renunciation. Much beauty has flown, seeds no longer sown. Seems participants are on vacation. The dust … Read more
You duck walk like a North Korean, Earlene insists, humorlessly. Tomorrow we’ll be selling all my Chuck Berry records. We’ve only been on meth two weeks and already there are slashes everywhere, the couch, the … Read more
when i’m watered i feel like a flower i even drink when i am in the shower two cups of H2O in every hour i’m like a steamboat runnin’ paddle power i’ve got a gallon … Read more
We think of your spurious garages robed in the feeble edges of flat tire lungs your oil cans like robot teats for monkey wrenches howling around the ominous batteries sublimated spark plugs and anxious metal … Read more
You know we are not alone. Out the window there’s a drone. Insect nose against the glass, photographing your bare ass. Drone, I curse your every blade. What gives you rights to invade? Now from … Read more
A snake charmer, whose room looks like a pharmaceutical junkyard, is memorizing religion on an atrophied wireless. "Keep pledging that speck of hatred to tomorrow," he repeats, while stabbing himself with a number three pencil. … Read more
There’s no refuge any more unless your home’s a tower. The elite just won the war. Rich folks have all the power. Corporate tax gifts passed the floor. Medicare may be no more. Billionaires who … Read more
Comes again the time of plastic wreaths upon the door, golden popcorn bubbles oozing caramel on the floor. Cousin Ed, supposed dead, has stopped by for some cheer. Here’s a shop where if you stop … Read more
Sancho, Pancho, Gabby, Tonto: sidekicks, summoned, arrived pronto. Some were old and some were flabby. Some were both: we mentioned Gabby. Some had wheels, most rode a horse. Not all were western types, of course. … Read more
Henry Miller on t.v. right now, middle of the night, old and white with his memories (his mother hated him for not becoming a tailor). Some fear has me in its wind. Tonight the first … Read more
Black Friday is the big day of the capitalist year, where shoppers get to fight and save while wearing riot gear. The scuffles people go through just to save a dollar bill make the gruesome … Read more
My uncle was a mercenary in a foreign war. It was very hush-hush. We don’t know who he fought for. All he said was he had many notches on his gun. As a boy I’d … Read more
Little Riddle said the way you got ’em was a passing glance as if you shot ’em. In the middle of his dirty bottom was a tattooed star. Used to line his eyes but never … Read more
I passed out on the avenue, I fell down on the street. I swooned under the sway of every drug dealer I’d meet. I’d smoke whatever came into my hands, from coke to cocoa. I … Read more
It will be dark too soon for me, in my small boat set out to sea, in search of some eternal shore, more likely on the ocean’s floor, revenge for lobsters and food fish. Yes, … Read more
Longtime Benito, the fever dream catcher, kept in his kitchen a cauldron of brine. Thus fish were entertained periodically and from their bones he built himself a shrine. Forced to the sidelines by random rag … Read more
The local pub burned down today. There’s no more karaoke. I know there’s many who would say the practice is quite hokey. But those who lift their voice in song once every Thursday night don’t … Read more
I was standin’ on the cusp of a whole new cycle. I had made it to the mountaintop, was talkin’ straight to Michael, when a big wind up and tumbled me down like a human … Read more
Illogical pit stops Waste deep in the forest, Infecting the shrine zone, Project our dark skies. When under the curtain, Where nothing is certain, While staring at shark eyes, The festival dies. There’s no calibration … Read more