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defending my god-given right

to worship at the altar of spontaneity

bones of a bird hidden in the hubcap of a stranger

there is no need to struggle with paper chains

i throw myself in body & soul

knowing there will be no…

irascible qualms tangle with death poems & other exceptions. a   

combination ludwig wittgenstein, antonin artaud & blind man's

bluff ponder problems which are mine, but yours for the right

price. the right price is whatever you want to offer. life is getting

me down. some day it won't let me back up. mister bunny rabbit

was my childhood zen master until i…

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on the porch waving in angels with improvisation

after shimmying up no self control

stabbing at slate gray overhead

though disorderly would be redundant at this point

swinging for the grand prize or return to sender

blindfolded of my own…

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engaged in outside activity is latin equivalent

replenished fills shadow to the brim

gnashing of teeth doesn't absolve the ratio

chances of filing down the gold standard

proverbial is all bark & no bite

skimming surface noise for ave…

antonin artaud

overwhelming disturbance in deferred payments

is another bad example is littered with visions

warning signs concerning isolated narcissism

bent wheels are still revolving personas

illumination inside salvation is considered

an insufficient answer to a…

philip k. dick

in a liquid that's so hazy that you made it all up

rather than breaking your wrist

on an unpredictable roll of the dice

though odds will or maybe they won't

tell you that you're going to lose much more

then you'll ever win but that doesn't…

william t. vollmann

a monoclonal claim stamped no doubt about it

inexplicably begins to divide into a difference of opinion

which flies in the face of alleged hard science

there are so few things we can count on

so little we can lay our chips on with confidence

an…

injured wren

                   idiosyncratic visionary primed for artistic revelation

    while a vastly underrated feature of this organism

                   is scratching its shaved head

    over why there's such an overwhelming response

                                    to a washed up…

sam shepard

carving a totem that's spitting image of myself

mangling the mantra with echoes of insanity

squeezing water from a stone blood from a turnip

witness to the aberration that is a refusal to experiment

with a fusion of submission & resurrection

heaves hazy…

hunter thompson

blazing hiatus cracks the whip at sidekicks

regardless of the supposedly present climate

which is wilting hardcore down to soft touch

while loading delicate glass phallus

along with xeroxed klieg lights wobbling

a simple lick at syntax throws me for a…