You must believe me. You’ve got to hear me. There is something different from this. You’ve got to find it, you’ve got to listen, we don’t have to live like this. This cement city built up around us, we just have got to get away from this.
Don’t follow them. Don’t follow these. They will lead you where you may not want to go. Oh wait, I’m sure you will want to go there, to unfold there, to follow the stream of nonsense to the end where you will […]
Deliberations and decorations. It sounds like a book my mother might read. My mother might write it. I want to decorate. I do not want to deliberate. Not any more than I have to. Summarize. Surmise. It sounds like […]
I’ve never hired a crew. Once I was part of a crew, I think, but it lasted only a brief time, as I left in the second day. Some folks, I just think they might work better on their own. Or better as a pair. The […]
That one hot hot heat song, or just a song stuck in your heat in the hot hot heat. Sweat collects in to little beads that slide down your legs and your arms, and in your head things repeat themselves and bounce […]
Turbine blade, a turbine stage, playing with powder in the bathroom, pretending to be lurking in some dark, forbidden attic. Memories from the third person, sounds of a jet engine, something terrible, terrible to ingest.
I can’t catch my breath for all these colors and sounds. A row of green lights that blink in some seemingly random pattern, the static, are you dialing me? Dialing out in to space, dialing Saturn, dialing in to wires.
The Chariot. Control over two opposing forces. This card, it comes to me again and again. Every time I see it in a reading, I can’t help but think that the deck is trying to tell me I’m bipolar. That deck wouldn’t […]
To leave I think would be the thing to do. But not to leave in the traditional sense, no, already I’ve done that. This time, I think, to put my personal plans in motion, it takes to leave, for real, to be gone, […]
I go outside to look at the horizon, still glowing faintly from the sun’s departure from the sky. I’m struck with a sense of being right where I should be, right where I belong. It’s beautiful and terrible and my […]
I signed it in my own blood. I signed it in my own blood, and when I think about it now it feels like something rising up in my chest trying to force it’s way out through my mouth. My stubborn nature should not […]
What you would do for something you could add to your accusatory glare. I don’t have any room inside me for this, so I empty all the excess in buckets that I dip in to the maelstrom until they are filled with old […]
Hah. You and your fixed income. You and your fixed opinions. You and your inability to change. Your fixed astrological sign that denotes your stubbornness, how I don’t care, how if you come with me you will change regardless.