Hemingway’s I 15 North

I don’t know if that clock is broken Or at loss for words Is it 10 p.m. feeding time? Red and white cells split into Tennessee menagerie Misleading us off to No Outlet Jig be proud of Hegelian sense The slow jam bound Heading north | south Over and over Impeding no promise Hills on […]

A Hare’s Breath

He drank what he drew From metaphor He went out on a journey Disrobed a stripe And the stripe Was broken There was not one straight Line to stand on So he sprinted up a monolith Back flipped onto a monomyth He thought am I trying To understand Or am I trying to go around […]

The Possessor

He outgrew the pattern of the noun The tain was severed from the fount head His germane made the romance weak Coming out compressed, like bitter rigor mortar Did you know Ponce De Leon’s younger brother? His greed turned ash when it fell on the page Flapping against the feudal heirs Linguistically, gradual sounds of […]

Soaked In Its Grief

It made its way down A redwood leaf Plummeted soft On the deep, awakened greens lithe bounce       magnifying,       photomatic reel It hung off the most Dangerous peaks A diamond axel With a Nibbana plink bright stealth       clear coalescing,       barefoot assassin It broke against still life Curled the curves of An iris heirloom […]

A Mad Intercision

“Surrealism to me is reality.”  John Lennon “A Mad Intercision” Pulled back by the wind, fog lights jumped over Knocking pressure below the air plane, She went off the road ‘cause her mind Let-out-line for a memory, a mad  Intercision, and I remember I Was the one next to her as the Hospital bed ran […]

Blackbird #14

There’s comfort in understanding what works and what doesn’t work in language. But what happens when a man like John Cage gets “uncreative” and wants to take syntax out of language to make language more “un-understandable”? Cage claimed the linguistic status quo was “demilitarizing language” and would continue to bang his head against a wall […]

000 Generalities

Poverty is a symbol It’s as lost as two faces Conjoining eyes in a mirror It’s as nameless as two tracks Topping off at a crossroad As cold as massive numbers Turning odds into zeros So big it becomes An unmelodious aviary A zoo inches deep in dust A house dry of pulsation Of migrant […]