TJ Desc

 

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Wednesday, August 27, 2003

 
I understand the
concept of retreat.
Maybe he'd had a
one too many drink.
 
Drama

*

Re-enacted drama

*

A Passion Play

*

Plus!

If the tree falls in the forest
and there are noisy bulldozers
and so nobody hears the tree fall
is the tree falling?


 
Unreality is drama enough.

Monday, August 25, 2003

 
HelLOthere is
such Athing
as REAL DRAMA

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

 
where are
snowprints
when there
are noprints

there’s that
drunkle
stay late
halyard

[[[halyard
alewife
no way

dr-
alewaiting
cale

wwh
ssn]]]

where’re
snowpaws
when
there’re
nopaws?

Monday, August 18, 2003

 
There are no footprints
when there is no snow.

There's that whole yard
of ale, waiting

to be drunk last night.
Carry on.

Saturday, August 16, 2003

 
I can hear my feet shuffling through the
talcum powder on the floor.
Leaving footprints.
I saw that in a movie once.
This is not like the movie.

Friday, August 15, 2003

 
This singing bird clock
can't help itself

grooving like ice
on the trill

Who isn't going to
call for more when

ever it comes
down to it

Tuesday, August 12, 2003

 
the pieces
of my body
that are
floating
cry

ogenic
ally when

these red
sheets are
willed

to the next
execut

ive ass
ist
ant

i want the
humor
to be postmortem

 
a feat

a wriggled
nerve of
hurt

read:
winnowing

that thing
that has been

something
I don’t want

plus you cheat

damn you

Wednesday, August 06, 2003

 
each wiggle
of a nerd
is hurting
people
winnowing
that thing
from bean
to sum
I don't mind
if you cheat
cheat
cheating feet

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

 
each pixel
of a bird
tells a story
of a people
windowing
they sing
and lean
and come
to mind
in the street
chiming
chiming out

the traffic stops
just a shade
each pixel
a heart
of light
a bird
coming
to mind
in the
window

Monday, August 04, 2003

 
Sing Song

The birds all chime out "sing"
The traffic stops and people lean out
their windows to sing
A song sounds so perfect in my mind
I want to imitate it aloud in the shower, in the street
A song transforms the street
It's the same now just a shade brighter
Each pixel stares out of its heart of light
and sings

Friday, August 01, 2003

 
15 minutes and
the steps will be done then
you can step up and
enter without ringing

tile faced
sad spaced
grout and shout

but first check the mailbox
for letters
words
whole sentences
before going in