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Wednesday, August 27, 2003
I understand the
concept of retreat.
Maybe he'd had a
one too many drink.
3:21 PM
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?
3:20 AM
Unreality is drama enough.
3:20 AM
Monday, August 25, 2003
HelLOthere is
such Athing
as REAL DRAMA
4:48 PM
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?
2:05 PM
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.
3:03 PM
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.
12:41 PM
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
11:27 AM
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
4:22 PM
a feat
a wriggled
nerve of
hurt
read:
winnowing
that thing
that has been
something
I don’t want
plus you cheat
damn you
4:16 PM
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
12:22 PM
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
4:23 PM
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
11:42 AM
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