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May 08, 2017

the present, tense

a nation of rainy days and painful nights playin’ lotto and dyin’ from the Lucky Strikes hoping to be saved by angel wings or superhero tights distracted by fairytales while they lose their rig...


April 24, 2017

twoten

it’s two-hundred and ten miles from where I live to New York City not quite to Brooklyn or Manhattan but the borderline where Westchester bleeds into the Bronx on electrical feeds sixty mil...


April 24, 2017

almost

I have gotten in my life more “almosts” than anyone more “almosts” than the average person would get in twenty-five lifetimes and I’m not even dead yet I’ve spent so very long so very bitter...


April 24, 2017

side-channel

workin’ on a teevee that’ll show us what’s in heaven workin’ on a teevee that’ll show us what’s in heaven workin’ on a teevee that’ll show us what’s in heaven coffee’s for the horse and the ...


April 23, 2017

socialites

Only on social media is the statement “I AM FOLLOWING YOU NOW” flattering and monetizable instead of deeply unnerving. Only on youtube is begging at the end of every stat...


April 22, 2017

that line

try to keep yourself mentally-liminal make your mind into a supercollider crash ideas together at the speed of light go bathe yourself in the subatomic spray so brilliant you can’t sleep at n...


April 22, 2017

the historical batman

in a thousand years in ten thousand years the priests and the scholars will still have things to argue about in history whether its in holograms or in hovels in cave paintings...


April 22, 2017

diogenes

oh to be oh to be Mycroft in Diogenes no more words to speak all the words you can see with a secret purpose but nothing else to bother me a cushioned tram to ...


April 22, 2017

east south east

carve the open road into my soul the same as knives carving at flesh this fresh skin into an open wound I’m eating more and more now and every day I’m sleeping less and less something has ...


April 20, 2017

beware of man

I want a God who’ll tell me I’m a good boy “good boy!” I want a God who’ll pet me on the head give me a treat now and then I want a God who’ll brag to Her friends about how smart I am for a ...


April 20, 2017

the feels

you’re successfully detached but it still doesn’t stop the emotions from being there you have no nerve and you must feel I’m I’m I’ve successfully detached by writing it out in ...


April 20, 2017

reinstalling windows

if it’s not in the frame then it doesn’t exist so step back and expand the borders you can slowly make everything real if you can only manage to persist if you can only unlearn all those fals...


April 20, 2017

cheat code

when criminals in video games have infinite ammo I always think “why with all the crime, guy?” “just get rich selling off your infinite ammo” with all those coins, couldn’t Mario hire so...


April 20, 2017

epiphany

Sometimes the epiphany is that there will never be an epiphany. Sometimes you can handle that. Sometimes you can’t. Sometimes the truth is there just isn’t truth to be had ju...


April 20, 2017

blood on the dance floor

I want a conspiracy theory where Michael Jackson died trying to invent a dance move so awesome it killed him and the government covered up so others don’t try it no thousands of copycat de...


April 20, 2017

peanuts

maybe there’s a logic to the silly name maybe there was an attempt to aid peanut corps with radiation treatments in the farms around the town which left the children intellect...


April 20, 2017

crash cart

no matter your opinion on his music on his music on his “music” you have to admit “David Matthew Band” sounds like the name of a 1970s serial killer probably in like the Bronx probably...


April 13, 2017

vessel

I am basically a big old slosh of water coming up to the shape and to the level of whatever vessel I end up poured into it’s for better and for worse at once I don’t know if ev...


April 13, 2017

y

I ask myself why? I’m asking why am I? Why am I awake? Why am, I, awake? I ask you, why? am I awake? am I, why? why am I wide-awake? why are my eyes that ache? m...


April 13, 2017

the sun and the moon

the sun fickle lover burning us then returning tomorrow to burn us again the moon pining for us to soothe us back right then like assholes we leave at the end of the night


April 13, 2017

the time of the e-star

after the apocalypse after the lightning war maybe they’ll partly remember this time of year as if through a glass dark maybe they’ll call it the E-Star the one day giant rabbits ...


April 13, 2017

what if I had lived

scarier than this being the bad timeline that one where everything went wrong is the idea of this actual being the least-bad one where things went the least wrong that this here is ...


April 04, 2017

a case of the maybes

maybe what separates you from the “Great Men” is not genius or hard work but rather that you’re not a totally-selfish jerk and you refuse to consciously exploit people you’re not prepar...


April 04, 2017

living with war

few things put me more at war with the divided forces within my nature than when I find myself attracted to a woman who also happens to be a cop on the one hand a person w...


April 04, 2017

attempt

in some ways “attempted murder” is even worse than “murder” because not only are you still in jail but you’re also a failure I bet that at the prison cafeterias you have to sit at th...


Book Description

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