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Tip Top Bar – 432 Franklin BK, NY – 8 till 10:30 – 21+ – 4/21/17 There’s a spill over of thick milk running down your forehead / God put it there to remind you it may be time to shower or wash the dishes or take a butter knife to your knee caps, shaveContinue reading “Poets : reading on 4/21/17 @ Tip Top Bar”

– displaced planets air filtering near dildo dragon fighters / replacing grandmothers kneecaps, casks full of corn, masses dining on warehouse tables before changing a large pile of needles into hay – the question remains – who let the aztec stairs collapse underneath the crippled feet of the crow man? he who spends his weeksContinue reading “displaced planets”

Purchase your copy from Mad Gleam press… les chuchotements secrets / qui congestionnent les batiments politiques / grand lymphoide, entre les pipes d’eau gentiment vibre. / prenant soin des pauvres patriotes qui se noient dans le the’ / qui caressent les narines de la vieille chauvesouris aux yeux bandes, qui nous juge tous ne craignezContinue reading “POSTmortem out now!”

Sunday 3/5/17, some poetry, at PARKSIDE LOUNGE in Manhattan, 4-6pm, & it’s the future. Mad gleam press will be presenting (also may be copies of their latest release Post(mortem) for sale). I will read a few…here: It’s true, The existence of moisture Planted within us Looks like Three colors, mixed & painted Onto a jarContinue reading “Reading Sunday 3/5/17 at Parkside Lounge in NYC”

Syphon dependent membrane chant / almost visible through stress gasps / up close, a paranormal experience / fixin’ to make an interesting day / for a moment

there’s no delusion about flowers / growing through dirt / or any question about how they stand / fragrant and blind, whispering at / tolerated winds / gasping for clarity / on the trackless railroad of time / cut and given / the flowers’ / real truth arrived / after pressed lips in a vase

in the misty dark / walk to slave for an imaginary god of rent / and we all labor and are in disguise/ no person to weep, we are fed / should be happy with that / but, why do we still need? / the clever leper sings, blue water clear / i dance onContinue reading “In the misty dark”