wise blood

palin drones are everywhere. no wait, i meant palindromes. palindromes are all around me like little circles of toadstools just begging to be jumped off of. sator aripo tenet opera rotas. each one a beginning, and the next, and the next. no wonder i never get anywhere. maybe, though, there is something shiny just ahead in the grass that i can pick up and sell on ebay for lots of money, no? silver and goldd log DNA revlis.

isn’t it funny that people think the world is going to end in 2012? i…

Y’all need to just slow the hell down, alright? I’m here once a month with nonsensical cave drawings and bubbles strung with spider silk and you’re all like the prom queens on pcp. Really no one watches me, I know, but I like to super-self-impose expectations because I’m so disappointed with myself at home. I’m trying to write a piece but there’s no friction! I need a good story. In my world everyone sits in shitty bars getting drunk between awkward silences. The only thing I’m good at is…

every mystery that has never been solved will expand to fill the space of the cosmos and all the recipes and poetry and maps and models will commit suicide by suffocation at the sight of it.

really
very
much
do
not
want
to
go
to
arkansas
today.
really
very
much
wish
my
headache
would
go
away.
beware
of
enthusiasm
and
of
love.
each
are
temporary
and
quick
to
sway.
at bay
no way
so gay

meteors and last hoorahs and cigarettes ashed into plastic cups. i will deny a drinking problem until my dying day. went to arkabutla, mississippi to see the perseids shower. i-40 to 55 to 69 to fogg rd. just drank coca cola that night and asked joey a bunch of questions about the constellations and which way the stars are moving and why we can’t see their colors. i had forgotten how many stars there are! the milky way was visible to the naked eye and i saw jupiter and two of its moons through…

i really didn’t want to post this video because i don’t much care for it but i don’t know how to embed just the song. it’s not the same when you watch it so i suggest you close your eyes while listening, and pay special attention to that bass line, ripped straight from any doo-wop song from the late 50’s. the only thing that would make this song a ten of ten is some brass.

a snarky little thing i wrote at work:

a “poem”
look, there is a trick
to using short lines.
watch, i’ll tell you about a time i had a date:

he was a friend;
crazy hair, fair-skinned, thin as hell.
one of us had said,
“let’s go out fer’real.”

i phoned;
his mom, like a mouse
answered, “oh, he took the bus to nashville.”
an uncle, a recording studio,
a house in the country.
he’d moved
with a single bag and my jean jacket.

six months he was back
without his virginity.
she’d left his skinny…

you be 1988, and i’ll be 1941

fragments, 1 june 2009

just had a pleasant chat with the mr, probably the most important we’ve had in a while, about individuality and turning corners and other such long-term jargon. i think we gained a lot just now, in that 20-minute interval it took for you to drive back to your mom’s house from wal-mart to discover her car in the driveway and the house empty.

digesting infinite jest (and bear with me, i am only 50-pages-or-so into it) is as…

i have literally watched this video about ten times today and i think you should probably do the same. chris is in north carolina at a convention and i am in memphis where it is about a hundred degrees, give or take. this morning there was a lady at the coffee shop and i pretended to read my computer screen while i listened to her talk to someone on the phone about visiting memphis, the lovely show she saw at the levitt shell, the temperature is ridiculous, todd is going to that…

heavy sky, heavy lids
with weary eyes behind them
weary blood under weary wrists
and heavy wire to bind them

i’m creating something that may never exist. somewhere in clarksdale, mississippi there is a small house with walls painted the color of cheese and olives. in the front, roxy is sitting on a swing and in the back there is a small vegetable garden with fat tomatoes and yellow squash hanging down. it seems senseless for me, a person in constant need of attention, affection, friends and…