a prayer for Prison Pete

A Few Suggestions

Some blunt thoughts on modern society

A Long Way From Sweden

It's another high desert summer and there's a colossal fly buzzing around the Christmas lights that still decorate the kitchen window that looks out...

A Prayer For Prison Pete

The rain woke me up that morning and I found myself amid the lambs and crosses of the children's section of a cemetery. I grabbed my carefully tied...

Guts

the aching pushing twisting savoring burning rumbling shrieking exaltant acidic actual center of the universe.
Cherry

methamphetamine haiku set

a long haiku set I composed during my first and so far only experiment with methamphetamine proper, as opposed to Kerouac's benzendrine or m.p.a., a modified meth chemical that is at this point technically entirely legal in the U.S.A..

of man, ghost, and newsbeast

Though separated by a moat of white-hot light, Pavlov's dogs no less brookishly drool over Schrodinger's ying-yang colored quantum cat as meowing...

Vertiglow symphony

Come: fiends, strangers, and friends, excuse some gin-n-tonics, grace the cashmere upholstery of our theatre-seats, and be muse, phantom, and critic...

"Apocalypse 31' haiku set

The great oddity of my diverse past seems now- inexplicable study, art, walks, women: self-worship, self-hate, friends that meant mints, then...

the drunk's walk

semi-stumbling advances the sadly drawn torso of the torment saint... The sun is hot and sinking... the air smoky, the soul and the sidewalks droll,...

sub-poem #1

There's a psycho in the street chain-dosing wax in the heat, bread and water is all is most all he eats, always dancing to an invisible beat, strange...

the beatnik oyibo blues

I've got money, small money, albeit money on my shades, on my shoes... a demon in my brief-case, a burning casino chip on my shoulder and a cause to...
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ode to an autumn rosebud

A hint of smoke fogs the garden as fire spirits have their last dance on the ruins of Summer's decadent estates, and damp-dark green leaves begin the...

Monsters' Montage

Pass the roach clear the vault fill the script, dexe-dreams approach Scrawl sonic figure 8s on the cave-wall horizon of your interior landscape Soon...
Cherry

Aridity's Garden

Once, the vast garden was resplendent, tended year after year by strict clippers attentive, lined and blocked off by neat white walls... still...
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the secret life of things

there's a secret life to things, like Ricky said, that inspired slant of light that falls upon the page and burns Apollo's lines out of Atlas's lesser verbiage, the language of shadows,

a sabattical in darkness

Inside the gated microcosm, the street-lights are abundant and ultra-bright like snarling demon sentinels, or spike-toothed angels, depending on...
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'the mad wind'

One repressed morning in the season of crackling leaves, there came to the cloistered city: 'a mad wind' It summoned the devil's horn-section and...