I would like to thank all of you who responded to last month’s request for donations. I can’t name specific people, but you know who…
Chop wood. Carry water. Dōgen Zenji
3,000 years sincethe world woke up.
First butterflyof the yearflits into sight
Mojave blue cactus ink tattoo ensures betterlife dead than today.
forsythia flashing yellow
Would you believe me?Tar and feather? Ride the rail?Sun’s up, let’s boogie!
Each life a hurricane.Hurling blown debris.Lies passing lies.Hurt mixed with pain.
Pain implies a non-God,a specific creation of ouch.Reading Hardy to cheer up.Toothache as revelation.Maggots in a festering…
Babies born of earthsmile sweet sweet nothings as I warm them in butter.
I am avoidingyour scentyour memoryyour touchbecause I knew it wasn’t real
Hello tree, it’s meI’m still today but I don’t often beHere in my place quietlycontemplating myself unable to seeThe nature of…
A trick of the light perhaps, a spirit moving alongin darknessshadowsstill
AFrail andFlimsy thoughtShattered martyrRests her heart, love forsworn, lust forgotten
“The whales! The fucking whales!
Black tongue whispers painas chemicals flow intomy cursed body.
(cursed is two syllables as used here… curse-ed)
“the dilemma isi feel somethingstrongerthan love towards you.
the rumbling begins
a low and distant roar