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soft head

all day a blue fog like cigarette with no reason to write anything anything at all or everything everything and then some vision seen and recorded while it lasts as
the pose straight ahead staring in time the buzzer rings relief they dissect my features for the canvas as I ruminate in secret imagine the attention prosaic manner the notion of reflex long time behind you a difficult worse appropriated as
a groaning criticism imagines their attention in detail images with remarkable results
I didn't want exclaimed twisted positioned receiving outbursts employed without consideration nothing nothing at all
Saturday, May 3, 2008
posterity is meaning

as sitting is making sense to me
as I wander through mentality
where thoughts reverberate
winter storm watch ahead.....
at least it's warm, so take
your outdoor plunge without
me where a batch of snow
lies in wait.....
winter storm watch ahead...
I remembered a storm to
salvage and send away to
publish but it would probably
feel like zero
Vacuous abstract floundering
on the rocks of reality
is emphasized as the air
is sucked out of the room
learn the lesson that's
dispersed through developement
of effort and reaction
that's been decided to a
quagmire that have elements
of reasons for defense and
danger and prestige that are
hard-liners supporting retaliation
activate today, it's the end of the
pilgrimage that was felt through
the heat of the day, present day,
what is visible in a scrap of
daylight, serene and omnipotent,
none of those where I come
from, how to be, how to be....
looking at them squarely.
scattered sanded saturdays
up against the wall with sunday,
we'll talk, talk
about priorities, winter storm
watch with no agreement, no
zambonies........
%$%$%$%$%$$
mellow dramatic meanderings over
maudlin subjects throttled my
mottled mind
as the wind
witheringly eclectic
propelled product
through my
threadbare intensity
that hunted
for savannah
and relief
from a salvation
rife with questions,
then crossing over
to the post,
another departure bids
adieau,
*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&
out into the sun
bashful to exit
silently past
layered for warmth
until spring buskers
in an alleyway
the vagabond retreats
desperate to cling
to lifestyle so
vainly
the rent is
past due
it takes time
to be in time
to the sound of
what's there
in the air
violated to despair
and beyond repair
a process
that there will be what
and whatever and all
that would be........
is it far from the bittersweet
effect of the evening?
all the angles
that multiply
have been covered
do not disturb
but listen up.........
****************************
find a way or make
let's take a call, an important
function of academic confidence,
historically in an academic study the
quality without context the
level comparable with the
struggle denied so let's have a
fair race
this is blue on account that
black would be too formal
on account of everything being
that of the unknown that
ultimately fades to black
where compulsion to swear
is regrettable in the extreme
**********
winter crisp pan arrival
with flakes from up north
the water drains quickly
before stillness captures
it's movement was what
one was thinking as the
mercury plunged south
and introduced an earthly
delight some and a maddening
sensation to others that in
some respects I am one with
the latter unless the petro
remains......
*********
when I hear a steel guitar, I remember
when and if it sings, disregard
and recall scratchy miscues and distorted
delirium that mixed into parables of
mistaken presumptions
as if we had the gumption to produce slash
create
it must, it must be exclaimed
how we polluted the air with
sound, we twisted reverb and feedback
writhing in torture from crap
without end that would encore repeatedly
'til they released the hounds....
Friday, May 2, 2008
Sun please!


can you f-ing believe it? It's raining again! All I can say is this better give us some serious green in weeks to come. Want to see more paintings?
#1- untitled, 2006 -ink, acrylic and chaulk on paper
#2-barn next door, 2007 -watercolor on paper
I should put some prices on these things but no bother, they'll sell anyway.
Oh dear, oh dear. I know I must be in Hell because I just went through a bunch of blogs that dealt with "life?" on long island. Notice the ""'s. What is it about this overindulged, segregated, ash-heap of vanity that deadens the senses and stifles expression? Is it a psycho-diffidence to insult? I'm really wondering....
Thursday, May 1, 2008
painting
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