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Sionara

I’m in a window of shamelessness that only arises before a true vacation. Planned since February, the extent of relaxation is proportional to depth of commitment. A singular experience to consume my voluntary time 2300 miles from here. Complete anonymity. Simulated Alzheimer’s, meeting the same people 4 days in a row.

If I get a job offer, I can be moved in a month.

I am eerily calm. I want to be there and am patiently counting the hours. The perfect escape, ripe for the picking. Clutching hold, Tantalus in quicksand, refusing to let go.

I fly.

Gathering Magic

Having visions.
It’s my job, as the artist,
To give life
Create
Make seen what only I can see
I understand these duties.

Willingly accept.
A soldier in the war
against mediocrity.
Shine on
Crazy Lucy
Wither diamonds.

Still unsatisfied
Goals are so few.
My pace is slacking
Momentum lost
Never forget
Untap, Upkeep, Draw.

Perfect defense
Only gets you one point.
Fortunately
The only point of life
that matters
is the last one.

Craigslist

Anything you want
Written
Like love letters
Odes
To body parts
Pleas
For loving touch
Scattered
Among the perverts
Objects
Of anonymous desire

Anyone you want
Peddle
Stuff and emotions
Attract
Desperate or crazy
Sell
What you got
Hope
Someone wants it
Forget
Why I did

TANSTAAFL
4
LIFE

Team Charlie

I lent a
specially
pre-ordered
personally signed
1st edition
American Gods
To my BEST FRIEND
LindsAy
Right after I finished reading it
In 2001

Once
I asked for it back
Seeing it displayed
No dust cover
on a manicured shelf
at her  party
celebrating
a new bungalow
his commitment
And always having money.

Stone-faced
Insisting
THAT one
is HER copy

Lying bitch.

That’s my memory
held hostage by
her insanity.

I still have the jacket.
I love that book.
Someone should know.

Axe

What a difference 33 inches makes.

Metallic clouds rose tinted
Shattered below ground

Anxiety pooling at my feet
emotional dross
lubing
the way
to my heart,
rose-tinted.

Built upon steel
Forging a cauldron
warm and safe
Mind the gap

Home

Tonight felt like coming home. After leaving for so long it’s strange to feel back. Like the first summer after college. Forgotten among misfits, all of us toys.

I built a bed today. My first bed in many ways. It feels better not being on the floor. I feel like a cat in a tree. Enjoying the view. Not thinking about the climb down. Inevitable.

I love my little life. Low maintenance integrity, always smiling. What’s not to love? Starting over is not bad. Parts of it doesn’t feel good. That’s why some people peel their vegetables. I like to eat the skin, that’s where the history is.

Time to invest in trampolines.

Be Nice or Leave!

The party is brewing.  The music is scheduled.  Haven’t finalized everything however…

My birthday party is happening!
@ the P&H
Sunday Sunday Sunday
September 6th starting at 7pm

That’s the Sunday before Labor Day.  That means you can be there unless you really can’t.  All you folks who have family plans and fancy vacations can still donate 5$ if you want to!

Liberty

Considering world dominance
Maiden Mother Crone
Sitting in a coffee shop
Discussing the best way
To control men.
Misguided efforts.
Ignore men
You’ll get what you want
For yourself
When you work for it.