Monday, December 11, 2017

Here Too The Tinny Sun

In the trees caught strict branches full of frozen fruit too icy for birds but the rats will feast parts of seeds leftover cake all the bliss blinks and leans into midnight a midnight list pack, socks, gloves however long it takes to be here to stay bling illusions touch it and look the illusions continue see my mind turning run it around and then some

What The

Empty parking lot train along river owl chased

Sunday, December 10, 2017

The King's Fish

But that fish belonged to the king that day not knowing or did he know was hungry anyway so much fresh lush soft waves bare shade reserved how they knew first at last she thought she was the cream he the tartar but maybe it was the other way around

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Wa Appenen

The tiny closet light warms up my world when it is just spiders for as far as the eye See we go til break all the trappings of all the world See the stairs entryways and basements near the alcove I see my mind recessed and oblique It never ceases working even when I sleep even when the moon brighter still

We Seem

We seem other but without the other I'd like the rest And sometimes the rest between I am supposed to the rest instead resting my hat

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Big Night

It's going to be a big night Jesus Christ a big night Out there fog so thick Elevator so slow in my building where a big hand grabs me by the collar shaking out the dust number 65 and a little 66

Monday, December 4, 2017


They don't know quite where they want to go three years on the streets of Eugene coffee too hot but I will make it last an hour at least cold but it will last at least that long I tell the young counselor about them about Denise and Robert about how it seems all about Robert not what I expected of this place along the river between the buttes If this had a meaning I would want it to mean I found them finally but instead they found me disturbing the peace as it's called restless