Morning Fur
Black dog with white paws on a red pillow. Feathered tendrils of a dream, erasing, as grey dawn, fanned by rain, laps the windows. Stumble toward electronics to confirm the world is still alive: no … Read more
Black dog with white paws on a red pillow. Feathered tendrils of a dream, erasing, as grey dawn, fanned by rain, laps the windows. Stumble toward electronics to confirm the world is still alive: no … Read more
Awake on a win, asleep on defeat, the competition always raged elsewhere. Inside, naught but grey matter, ideas splash and spatter. Yet nothing ever mattered anywhere. To nod off midst a rally, from mountains, all … Read more
My Medicaid has been phased out, and I will die, without a doubt. Republicans have just rung my death knell. Obama Care did give me hope, but now I’m looking at the rope. Red senators, … Read more
Dorothy’s hallucinating again. The telltale stare. The bulkhead stair. Playing the game, rolls a six, then boxcars, sixty-six. 666. The Oz number. Twister on the near horizon and she’s outside for the dog, a heroine … Read more
Willie Mays days are here again. I traded my uncle the right to life for his extensive stencil collection. Now my art career can begin in earnest. First sign, "No Borgnines," writ large above the … Read more
Hazardous waste has piled up to my waist. It’s just a simple taste of worldwide doom. It seems our end is based on on-line cut and paste, and now we all are faced with satan’s … Read more
Happy Fathers’ Day. The hours melt away. Only two more left to sell these cards. Door to door we’ll go, knocking, don’t you know, selling reminiscence and its shards. And it’s Daddy, Daddy-Oh. How I … Read more
His fingertips are raisins in a certain light, like fingerprints that just survived a twelve-round fight. His knuckles often swell and sometimes they will ache. And if he tried to throw a curve, it wouldn’t … Read more
It’s a hard shard to swallow. It’s a scarred card to follow. It’s a lumbering craft dragged out to sea. We were just getting started. The sand itself departed. Wave after endless wave and tree … Read more
Grab this dark cloud now and wring it out. Its tears will be the moneyed mead of oil. So, shut the lights off, mama, for, no doubt, you’re gonna have some acid in your soil. … Read more
He’s got a fistful of fight but his hands are so small that to battle makes not one shred of sense at all. He emerges bloodied from every dust up. He howls like a wolf … Read more
I longed to see the cupcake of your smile. I thought you were my mommy for awhile. You pushed me on a swing until my head was lost. Of course I’d follow you at almost … Read more
My gambling addiction is passed off as fiction, but it does cause friction with the wife. I bet on the horses at many race courses and I am remorseless; it’s my life. I’ve borrowed some … Read more
Six weeks ago I bought a gross of ghosts. I thought they’d make tremendous party hosts. I didn’t realize they’re unionized. Before the sale I should have been apprised. They’ll only show up for approved … Read more
Dusty milk spots remain on the old barn floor where we used to play tag as kids. They were the safe zones, like baseball bases, where one could not be tagged. Problem was they were … Read more
He was caught in bed with spies, covered head to toe in lies. He’d revealed some secret codes, and, as drastic as that bodes, there were rumors he’d done worse, blister on the universe. Yet … Read more
Echo soundlessly inward beyond vegetable borders of limited dysfunctional reality. Confound irretrievable memory descending genetic ropes toward fathomless new beginnings. Explore erased capacities. Ignore external duplicity. Delve, unshelve and declassify. Investigate, extrapolate, dematerialize. (for Dr. … Read more
We’re caulking up the cracks in the facade of our reason. Environmental factors aren’t responsible this season. It seems that all the wear and tear is coming from within, ‘tween where propaganda ends and outright … Read more
Up at three a.m. again, sittin’ on the can. Sweatin’ out all last night’s gin, worried ’bout the man. He shut off my internet, even killed my phone. Am I frightened? Yeah, you bet! I … Read more
Where you can see Van Gogh’s Q-tip: ear wax museum She always complains about her high rent at the DaVinci apartment complex: moaner leaser What the Xerox thief figured he’d do in court: Copy Cop … Read more