(f) art If tearing wet bloody chunks from your soul and Throwing the lumpy meat into the Public square brings … More
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(f) ART
(f) art If tearing wet bloody chunks from your soul and Throwing the lumpy meat into the Public Square brings … More
An Isolated Incident
It was an isolated incident There is no pattern of any kind here Woven in the fabric of everything. … More
An Isolated Incident
It was an isolated incident There is no pattern of any kind here Woven in the fabric of everything. … More
An Isolated Incident
It was an isolated incident There is no pattern of any kind here Woven in the fabric of everything. – … More
u cld die 2morrow.
Why not write at least one sentence? Go on, it can’t hurt can it? We both know that you’re afraid … More
u cld die 2morrow.
Why not write at least one sentence? Go on, it can’t hurt can it? We both know that you’re afraid … More
u cld die 2morrow.
Why not write at least one sentence? Go on, it can’t hurt can it? We both know that you’re afraid … More
A is for Anhedonia.
A is for Anhedonia. A is for Anhedonia B is for Boredom C is for Collapse D is for Doldrum E … More
A is for Anhedonia.
A is for Anhedonia. A is for Anhedonia B is for Boredom C is for Collapse D is for Doldrum E … More
A is for Anhedonia.
A is for Anhedonia B is for Boredom C is for Collapse D is for Doldrum E is for Energy … More
Waiting.
Waiting Alone on the platform Heavy lidded After a day of good work. Soon she will be sitting On the … More
Waiting.
Waiting Alone on the platform Heavy lidded After a day of good work. Soon she will be sitting On the … More
Waiting.
Waiting Alone on the platform Heavy lidded After a day of good work. Soon she will be sitting On the … More
Troll.
Troll. http://wp.me/s1ew8b-troll There once was a troll That lived on a hill It didn’t like poetry So when it heard … More
Troll.
Troll. http://wp.me/s1ew8b-troll There once was a troll That lived on a hill It didn’t like poetry So when it heard … More
Troll.
There once was a troll That lived on a hill It didn’t like poetry So when it heard I was … More
Night moves At it’s own speed Drawing out the thread Until morning. Freeway Walking. Night moves At it’s own speed … More
Night moves At it’s own speed Drawing out the thread Until morning. Freeway Walking. Night moves At it’s own speed … More
Freeway Walking.
Night moves At its own speed Drawing out the thread Until morning.
Dripping in the Ectoplasm of White Privilege
I am normal. I am kind, Don’t see colour Or ever find The police treat me bad. They are kind. No … More
A Visit to the Salt Mine
A Visit to the Salt Mine I wake up every morning with a smile. Not letting them sleep is okay with … More
A Visit to the Salt Mine
A Visit to the Salt Mine I wake up every morning with a smile. Not letting them sleep is okay with … More
A Visit to the Salt Pit.
I wake up every morning with a smile. Not letting them sleep is okay with me. Torture kept our country … More
Hand Prints
Palm prints dusted on a dark cavern wall Tiny stencilled hands forgotten for years. Large shiny missiles and thuggish bombs … More
Hand Prints
Palm prints dusted on a dark cavern wall Tiny stencilled hands forgotten for years. Large shiny missiles and thuggish bombs … More
Hand Prints
Palm prints dusted on a dark cavern wall Tiny stencilled hands forgotten for years. Large shiny missiles and thuggish bombs … More
Waiting.
Waiting. http://wp.me/s1ew8b-waiting A train speeds past Whetting it’s wheels on the track.Faces sag in unison.The day has taken a little … More
Waiting.
Waiting. http://wp.me/s1ew8b-waiting A train speeds past Whetting it’s wheels on the track.Faces sag in unison.The day has taken a little … More
Waiting.
A train speeds past Whetting it’s wheels on the track. Faces sag in unison. The day has taken a little … More
600 FOLLOWERS.
Whether Friend or Bot or Self-help guru or Scam artist. I love you all. I Love. You. All. Can you … More
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Hibernation.
The Watermeloning – Halloween Special Redux
I posted this before but it’s Halloween so I thought the world was ready to re-experience the horror…. https://vimeo.com/48089957 Oh … More
The Watermeloning – Halloween Special Redux
I posted this before but it’s Halloween so I thought the world was ready to re-experience the horror…. https://vimeo.com/48089957 Oh … More
The Watermeloning – Halloween Special Redux
I posted this before but it’s Halloween so I thought the world was ready to re-experience the horror…. Oh Dripping … More
Poetry Pot – An Apology, in Advance, to the Memory of Emma Lazarus.
I never like to explain poems but here I am explaining a poem. I was irritated, this morning, as with … More
Poetry Pot – An Apology, in Advance, to the Memory of Emma Lazarus.
I never like to explain poems but here I am explaining a poem. I was irritated, this morning, as with … More
Poetry Pot – An Apology, in Advance, to the Memory of Emma Lazarus.
I never like to explain poems but here I am explaining a poem. I was irritated, this morning, as with … More
This is a wax cylinder recording of Walt Whitman reading one of his poems. I love you The Internet.
This is a wax cylinder recording of Walt Whitman reading one of his poems. I love you The Internet.
Walt Whitman Wax Cylinder Recital.
I can barely understand it because the quality is so low but I love the internet for having a wax … More
Poetry Pot – National Poetry Writing Month.
So National Poetry Writing Month is over and I think I only actually wrote one poem. I did read all … More
Poetry Pot – National Poetry Writing Month.
So National Poetry Writing Month is over and I think I only actually wrote one poem. I did read all … More
Poetry Pot – The Final Moments after the Door to the End has been Opened Audio
Poetry Month Day 30: Text and video HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – The Final Moments after the Door to the End has been Opened Audio
Poetry Month Day 30: Text and video HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – National Poetry Writing Month.
So National Poetry Writing Month is over and I think I only actually wrote one poem. I did read all … More
Poetry Pot – The Final Moments after the Door to the End has been Opened Audio
Poetry Month Day 30: Text and video HERE.
Poetry Pot – The Endless Shore Audio
Poetry Month Day 29: Video and text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – The Endless Shore Audio
Poetry Month Day 29: Video and text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – The Endless Shore Audio
Poetry Month Day 29: Video and text HERE.
Poetry Pot – The Swan Guard.
Poetry Month Day 28: Video and Text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – The Swan Guard.
Poetry Month Day 28: Video and Text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – The Swan Guard.
Poetry Month Day 28: Video and Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – The Watermeloning Audio
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Poetry Pot – The Watermeloning Audio
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Poetry Pot – The Watermeloning Audio
Poetry Month Day 27: Text and video HERE.
Poetry Month Day 26: Text HERE. http://wp.me/s1ew8b-5022 Poetry Month Day 26: Text HERE. View Post
Poetry Month Day 26: Text HERE. http://wp.me/s1ew8b-5022 Poetry Month Day 26: Text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – Mixed Message Audio
Poetry Month Day 26: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Experience Falls: REVISED
Poetry Month Day 25: Text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – Experience Falls: REVISED
Poetry Month Day 25: Text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – Experience Falls: REVISED Audio
Poetry Month Day 25: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Toast-Footed God Monster Audio
Poetry Month Day 24: Text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – Toast-Footed God Monster Audio
Poetry Month Day 24: Text HERE. View Post
Poetry Pot – Toast-Footed God Monster Audio
Poetry Month Day 24: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – A little night music: REVISED Audio
Poetry Month Day 23: View Post
Poetry Pot – A little night music: REVISED Audio
Poetry Month Day 23: View Post
Poetry Pot – A little night music: REVISED Audio
Poetry Month Day 23:
Poetry Pot – Fading Audio
Poetry Month Day 23: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Sonnet 2 Audio
Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Going Home Audio
Poetry Month Day 20: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Fall Audio
Poetry Month Day 19: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Be Audio
Poetry Month Day 18: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Remember The Victims Audio
Poetry Month Day 16: Text HERE.
Remember The Victims.
Remember the victims As they crossed the line. Do not forget the victims. – The happy childish faces Waving for … More
Poetry Pot – Twitching Rigid Audio
Poetry Month Day 16: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Crustal Deformation Audio
Poetry Month Day 15: Text HERE.
Poetry Poet – Five-lined poem Audio
Poetry Month Day 14: Text HERE.
Poetry Poet – Me Without You Audio.
Poetry Month Day 13: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Sonnet 1 Audio
Poetry Month Day 12: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Old Man Bone-bag Audio
Poetry Month Day 11 Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Memories of Love Audio
Poetry Month Day 10: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Flamingo Audio
Poetry Month Day 9: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Mack and Yasha Audio
Poetry Month Day 8: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Airfooddrinkyou Audio
Day 7 of Poetry Month: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – This and That Audio
Poetry Month Day 6: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot Audio – The Vagabond Audio
Day 5 of Poetry Month. Text HERE.
Poetry Poet – Process Audio
Day 4 of Poetry Month: Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – I Remember Audio
Day 3 of Poetry Month. Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Friends Audio
Day 2 of Poetry Month. Text HERE.
Poetry Pot – Sunday Lunch Audio
I hear it’s Poetry Month so, because I have nothing better to do, I’m going to add a scratchy recording … More
Poetry Pot – Sunday Lunch Audio
I hear it’s Poetry Month so, because I have nothing better to do, I’m going to add a scratchy recording … More
Poetry Pot – Sunday Lunch Audio
I hear it’s Poetry Month so, because I have nothing better to do, I’m going to add a scratchy recording … More
Sonnet 3
I want to know how far we have to run Before we reach that mountain top of Myth. What jungles, … More
Crustal Deformation.
1. Summer sky thick with clotted clouds As the drip down sweat curves along the valley Unfolding into the yielding … More
Culture of Illusion – Falling.
IN COUNTRY WE WALK AS DRAWN GHOSTS, NEVER FINDING SOLACE IN LANDSCAPE.
The Vagabond.
There is a restaurant over yonder On top of that lonely old hill. It is owned by a ragged vagabond … More
Sonnet 2
The key is sitting under the small clock. It is not the key I am looking for. The key I … More
