Tuesday, December 12, 2017







weird am dream about matt F
   going to whole foods to get girl at work
a model
some pastry
she hit her head and cut her eyebrow
 laying there
  consoling her
  they were tearing out the stairway
at the local shop (they wanted $31 for a pastry) and the guy was like- get out
  gamers!
 i guess we were playing some video game
  robert redford was drunk
and standing in traffic
  going what the hell
he was in jeffs van and he just got out
  second time he was driving and just got out
van rolled off driverless in traffic
told him i was going to call his lawyer cuz he needed help
  worried about ?tom? Valeri? got laid off after someone else went
to see
and she was all like doesn't seem like YOU'RE having any problems
you're smoking at work and drinking
me:what?!
  me: hey i'm just worried about you
 she: yeah more like worried about YOU
anyway walking to whole foods but at night and see
Matt F in really muddy, dirty overalls
working construction
  and we talk
then talking to his friend
  me: matt's not playing trombone anymore? he should be playing and teaching
 friend: yeah i'm glad. I don't like jazz
describing 16 year birthday excursion to the movies to see
x or r rated comedies
 with his parents
*Everything you always wanted to know about sex
 &  Candid Camera sex movie-"What Do You Say to a Naked Lady"
but Matt's disappeared - he went back to work
making digital commercial pictures
on computers but sitting on the sidewalk
Okay I got the drips right
 

 

Thursday, December 07, 2017


the swaying
protagonist
      was lieing
to himself again
he really wasn't that
bad looking


he said he got
Omar Sharifed last night
but the proof
was in the dinner jacket
   what did he mean?
your guess is probably wrong
   never trust your last instinct
 some people passing by said
     Peter O'Toole was skipping
  but they also thought the photo
was Hugh Hefner
  Wrong!
        

Wednesday, December 06, 2017


the grand mythologies
   of our times
   involve # 2
  pencils
     or F
    the swaying capriciousness
       of rabbit ears
 the hibernating colonists
   of reason
   step forward
into the light
    there is no requirement
      except
acknowledgement
of the arc
  but the grand
mystery
of nature
surely
 that,
no, not even
   nature is to be broken
like a horse and
   saddled
      again
for there's work
needs doing
   the devils handiwork
   is in idle hands
steel
 and lumber
 hogs
   and
silver
   give us this day
      our hubris
to succor
 our righteousness
   it says
    so
 
     
          
      

Monday, December 04, 2017



schnords
and fjords
    boards
and
  gourds
 ryhmin
like hymen
 sully
like sully
 land that plane!
  it's
the pits
mr schmitts
   it's the fits
 you gimme
now gits
 your time has come
its miller time
 say
good bye
to the high life
kaputnik!

Thursday, November 30, 2017



the raven sat on Snoopy's
head
   so what
so what
sleep
 with fishes
in Lake Tahoe
Jacques Cousteau

Tuesday, November 28, 2017





none of that matters
  forget about it
 really
   it. just. doesn't. matter.
like the trees worry
what
  the sky thinks
   or do they?
the cult of personality
    what is it worth?
        who made it?
           


privatized
  errata
      circumvented
the dirty dishes
        stealing money
though
   that's a given
   - the sway
the swagger
   gun toting
       gimmickry
as
  fear based economics
   star based
pedanticism
solemnity foregone
    mere theatrics
           crocodiles shed tears
               over the dead schnauzer
       $800 handbags
   with your face
    did you shave?
      look into the pool
    anybody floating there?
no just a giant inflatable
  plastic pizza slice
     whoo
   did you buy a new house?

Monday, November 27, 2017



buried 
 on the
 sideways 
  cracker barrel
 meanderings
   the forest for the trees 
    in a car
          moving hurriedly
 along the interstate




Sunday, November 26, 2017

I
before
E
MC
squared up
and 
took one 
on his glass chin






   the very truth
      squirrelled in bits and pieces and 
    like a jigsaw puzzle
                                           strewn across the muddied yard



 
       
       
      


jerry-rigged 
   jury rigged
seems like a days work
      polemics 
                      pollsters 
           podiatry 
what else ya got 
simple 
simon sez 
go back 
two steps 
for every one 
forward
     but don't listen to him
keep moving
     dogs bark but the limos keep rolling

 

Sunday, November 19, 2017








the truth can't cash
these irregular 
   wanton days 
  delivery 
 of rain soaked 
newspapers 
feet covered in 
rubber-banded 
 plastic bags 
    riding 
on   
riding 
on


 
   


Thursday, November 16, 2017


my memory
  like broken pottery
   cast into the sea
      worn smooth
     and rounded

Monday, November 13, 2017

a stony 
brew 
 left through 
the pickled cartoon 
    shenanigans:
two coyotes 
                    and a badger
 fearless fly 
             comes to save the day
                           but still armageddon in the news
                         the bar is lowered again 
                             so you head to the bar 
                     forget 
forget 
forget 
                believe not 
    believe the worst 
if you will
        acme tnt 
        painted tunnels 
    THIS WAY ------>>>>>>>
       meep 
       MEEP 
  somehow we rise from the explosion
   with a dumbfounded look
                  hair and face scorched again