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June 17, 2017

you don't have to

You don’t have to KILL young Hitler with your time machine just prop him up as an ironic outsider artist so he doesn’t go into politics. You don’t have to KILL young Hitler with your time mach...


June 15, 2017

de-escalation

I don’t believe in “The Chicago Way” I don’t believe in “he pulls a knife, you get a gun” “he sends one of yours to the hospital, you send one of his to the morgue” it doesn’t work in th...


June 14, 2017

cursive

cursive was designed to overcomplicate language to make it so ornate and fiddly and detail-oriented time consuming where the only way to get it “right” would be to have the time, money and pri...


June 11, 2017

the gates of heaven

if you end up famous when you die some hack cartoonist will draw the shallowest most facile representation of your life standing at the gates of heaven even if you died at eighty-nine if ...


June 10, 2017

letters to kid rock

Dear Kid Rock, the only thing worse in the world than being Ted Nugent is trying to be the Dollar Store version of Ted Nugent and failing even at that very minimal goal stop it go do someth...


June 08, 2017

breathe

Breathe, just breathe. Just focus on your breath. You’ve been breathing since you were born. You’ll be breathing until your death. It just keeps happening whether you want to or not. I...


June 08, 2017

the other side

Any love poem no matter how deep or how sad becomes instantly funny if you imagine it being delivered to a pillow he sleeps with in the shape of an anime babe. I’ve got nothing against ani...


June 08, 2017

monday night

Are all your rowdy friends here for Monday night? Good. Lock the doors. Only the final survivor of Monday Night Football will know freedom. Are they ready? Are they ready for some football? ...


your holy words of truth won’t fall from the tips of ancient desert priesthoods’ holy writ or from the lips of some prosperity gospel CEO who doesn’t give a shit your holy words of truth may ...


some would try to be Ozymandias themselves put up great empty statues festooned in dire warnings of their greatness others might in some naive rebellion devote their lives to tearing d...


May 28, 2017

santa monica pier

we stood out at the end of the world we stood out at some other world’s beginning we stood on the receding hairline of the Western man and knew that what there was not gray or gone was stil...


when you can’t sleep the night because you couldn’t stop thinking or you couldn’t stop drinking that four-forty-five birdsong mocks you is the ugliest sound in the world the birdies sing “us...


verse one yeah the sky got dark and the clouds turned gray it was turning into one less-than-beautiful day yeah the monsters got loose without an ounce of scru...


What did I spend it on a year and a half in New York City hanging out at protests and art classes studying under buskers and street preachers never accomplishing anything learning what i...


May 25, 2017

sometimes

Some times I think about how many romantic comedy endings couldn’t happen now because of how airport rules have changed. Some times I think about how many sitcom miscommunications and misun...


Jesus as a professional wrestler putting the moneychangers through their tables instead of merely flipping them over Jesus as a professional wrestler getting pinne...


first to open up tonight, we’re gonna lay down some truth here it is gonna be truth time we are gonna parcel out some truth we are gonna have a truth party! I am gonna metaphorically drop tr...


May 19, 2017

say hello to heaven

the heroes are all dying now and all of the villains too the fate of whatever is next as scary as this must sound comes down to me and you if we act and how we choose tacking my sail...


May 18, 2017

remix

The remix is samsara’s next step after deconstruction’s ego-death. You can’t make anything new but you can make anything. It’s all been done and you can do it too. First we see h...


the perfect is the enemy of the good the perfect is the enemy of the good they say that the perfect is the enemy of the good and they’re right in that every swing for the purest of the pure ...


May 14, 2017

so very continental

the cornflakes said you were cute which I know was great for you as you’re a cereal monogamist but really nothing happened turned out that it was just a complimentary breakfast when sh...


May 14, 2017

one simple trick

This one simple trick to change the world! Wow, local woman did this to change the world, you won’t believe how it works! Can you save the world? Ninety-eight percent of people gave the ...


May 11, 2017

rain

the rain isn’t bitter when it falls cold on your head in early winter the rain isn’t nurturing in the spring when it falls warm on your field the rain is indifferent the rai...


May 10, 2017

we put god in your god

The idea that I may just be a splinter of the universe exploring itself for a little while before it rejoins the whole again doesn’t make the day-to-day any easier even if it turns out to be...


May 10, 2017

the continental divide

it wasn’t snowing on Raton but I found things to do in Denver while I was dead took my stand on a street corner in Winslow Arizona but all the women now are in my head it wasn’t snowing o...


Book Description

these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.