Bourbon and Misanthrope
June 27, 2015
i left fond memories of you
under my weight bench on the front porch
across the street from those lottery winners
***
Memory Whole
June 26, 2015
there is no snow upon the hill
there are no limits to what you can do!
the air is tainted, the food’s been poisoned, come on in…the water’s fine
there is no snow upon the hill
there are no limits to what you can do!
the terror.
the terror.
***
I Too Searched Yahoo Twice in 1996
June 24, 2015
Metered Stress
June 23, 2015
words lacking in rhythm
get monitored for-profit
twice
***
Freedom’s Mutualism
June 23, 2015
aRtblocked
June 20, 2015
for every seventh borracho on the aRtwalk
there’s at least thirty-seven stone cold sober critics
who at the very least
appreciate my inconsistent use of hyphenation
***
The Vigilant Lens 
Small dubya; Big Horse
the front line against tyranny
cottage cheese and foreign beer
looks a lot like you think it might
***
Share this: