Monday, September 25, 2017


now is as good a day as ever.
rekindled, fresh from earth.
seeking that fold, goosebumps with flight.
only that inspiration, so delicate - strong.

disparate - reckless energies summoned,
forth through, tumultuous, savage.
none can hinder, light beckoned -
proactive dedication, my resolute song.

sometimes thoughts 11

Friday, September 22, 2017


I think many people are terribly afraid of being demoted by the Darwinian scheme from the role of authors and creators in their own right into being just places where things happen in the universe. - Daniel Dennett

sometimes thoughts 10

Friday, September 15, 2017

portent 5.3.14

if love is a losing game,
why a numb void?
prickly bitch
my souls cataclysm
has me reaching
for what's not there.
seemingly for now
my emptied juices
fog my brain chemistry
tired, sleepless, frustrated
rendering shit.
enough! on gated mind
if original, will out.
take to the oars
and my bubble will burst.
disorganization reigns
dissatisfaction to my minds
empty facade.
release the gates
i call to you
portent desire ensue!
so many rolling thoughts
to find one day
when 10 years have got
behind you.
when all could be worse
and i desire mastery
when creative rivers flow
my white room wall
civilian prison and the
rest of the go-getters.
make my illusion, not.
break these crystal walls
earth and water
mysterious gifts to gods.
breathe forth the wind
from my tar smattered lungs.
if i do not kill my
addiction from it; and it's
bittersweet and lonely
for after all loves
portent potion brings
me illusory solitude.
best yet, my taste
bore my circumstance
and grateful patronage.
capturing sonic taste pockets
and earthen vocabulary.
what do i know
of cosmic calendar vocab.
my existence is all, with
fraught emotion!
and hopeful enigmatic
self feedback!
in my own perception.

sometimes thoughts 8