Monthly Archives: March 2016

Human bein’s ain’t bad in the aggregate. It takes the individual to really aggravate.

There is a yard sale going on at the Asylum today. The clinicians are giving their patients away. The skitzos are going, buy one get one free. Paranoids, well, buy 3. 2 will be broken. Savants are sold, pianos included. … Continue reading →

Historians will be things of the past in the future. The present won’t become history as we know it. Placing the bible, shakespeare, the new york times, a copy of our town in a citibank cornerstone will be as anachronistic … Continue reading →

Emily was a vampire! Shy, retiring, brutally destructive, sucking depleted, weakened words from poets lexicon, shocking their crawling pulses, leaving space in the arteries for flow of new red cells which she would watch with yellow eye and loaded gun, … Continue reading →

I could write a poem. I could shift my laundry from washer to dryer. Both acts imperative. One, creative, one practical. Doing them both renders me ready for living into tomorrow. The wash dried so I won’t be naked. The … Continue reading →

Love is my last link, restraining me from insanity. Make no mistake. If that link would break, I slip beneath a dark sea to never wake.

Sabbath can not be kept at bay by mere belief. It devours us, drowns us in holy water and mystery. We cannot escape it, even in worship.

The last lie is the worst lie. It’s the one I tell myself: There is a place where Someone waits, So my eyes close. There is no pulse. The in-out of air ceases. I pass on and on! Shocked into … Continue reading →

After years and years, he’d been widowed. The bar was near and crowded. People, Others. So he sat on a stool with a Cranberry and lime, listening to the lines, the number of numbers exchanged, the numb frivolity, but nothing … Continue reading →

He was a perfect baby, no baby ever prettier, with raven hair, a riveting stare. His name was Adolph Hitler.