Monday, December 09, 2013

beatnikэ



Thursday, September 19, 2013

and again with feelings la la la


getting much too numbingly liked
can't be good for you

please prove you're not a robot


the survivor


the candy coat excaliber
a boat there in the sky
bannered
it says: chuckaluckaluck

it is all chance and misstep





Friday, September 13, 2013

feel in the blank


message : are ya dead?
 no answer =

the abyss
....
    .....
         ....

           ..



           .






           .



wheeeee


it feel catch my old heart
-templeboy 

Sunday, September 01, 2013

ode to facebook birthdays


i like to wish happiness to strangers
it's a big red gasp

they don't care if you do or you don't
so you do

not at all used to the formatting rewls 

new blogger new blogger o what haff ewe dun
i cant spell me name and can't but haff run



Friday, August 30, 2013


got that space between
where the words dance
have not visited her
in a while
but the indent's still there
in the foam where she
laid
before

testee

tersttee
esteet
eesste
onetootree
est
esp

testy treat
testy
meet
meat
cooked
cracked
crocked
testtesttest
eeeeeeee

o
i

u
too


accepting september


the right side rib of the ribcage
was where the voodoo entertained
she felt the entry at the cusp of nightpull
bones away from past lives
spacing mortal

ah she said
you've come

she let him in
pulled his hair into a tailshrug
night was a warm one
the path would be
an easy one now

he'd taken
what he wanted
and dark didn't hurt
just coated
the separation
skin shed
molten fall wind
where the orange responder
pushed the tattooed paw 

while the youth left the building
without a whisper

not a word




Sunday, August 18, 2013

ate enough peaches today to grow taller

eternal z?

hey z, i read in the sunshine news that you had been born into the eternal life. is this true?

the outside

she had a remarkably compact emotional range
and an orange cat
he had a breakfast personality
and never turned
on a dime
away
the corner
the other cheek
back old man
a trick
and ran
oh yes he did he did he did
he turned and ran

but she still had a glove box 
where she kept the crumple tissue
and mapped out rivulet gully puddle wash

clean
slate
rain
date
reign
date

get
out

get
out


Friday, July 05, 2013

man and beast poet





landmine bemine won't you
who was that?
the kitchen dialogue
the dark hair below
ttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt








azzzzzzzzz lopppppr

-said the cat



Sunday, March 10, 2013

land mine

still looking for meaning
bared soul = bored soul

бе ми
be mine
B my land
бэ  mi

I Tourist

.
tourIst in a warZone
two wrist in a calzone

Monday, February 04, 2013

dead penny day sadness

Monday, January 14, 2013

zozUUUUU
zoooooooom
zOtl

the once yearly blue-green peasoup hello

 hello
uh
 hello
uh
 hello
uh
uh
sabretoothing much these days?

interesting how the unpossible becomes the undoing
the crack in the cake
the icing in the maggot
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if a photo, image or dress isn't mine i'll identify who's it is, or at least from whence it came.

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