Monday, November 12, 2007


quick a poem before I crap my pants
the bombs falling in full
brain stock bloom

Slowdive’s “Allison” like a
steep anchor pill

fastidious gospel annoyance

or the glorious writing we pen
in golden foyer breath
the insane trangender gesturing

beyond the old familiar death
the ideas of blank proportion

the politics of wells
perhaps humping atomospheric

donning special garb folkways
choo choo blink in bling style

take this brother may it
serve you well

1 comment:

JimK said...

Trip of a tune. None like it.
Too too short!
"Erik's Song" makes good
space-out lead-in.