and the lazy bursts of violet, sloth not the televangelists shun prelude to the blue/green/blue/green poly-humped camels. . and as a tadpole I would travel the rim, pausing at the narrow rivulet to greet the looking-glass dotted with pollywogs, leaving even before the sun rose. droplets everywhere, palms and the crook of my neck. . one year a red/orange/blue sheen greeted us at the...
My windowless reality fringed rough-woven curtains of sharp-blade greens stuttered cycle of earthly yellows, amarillo, spry twigs interspersed but the young branch with tender marrow, comes apart in strands, permits a kink before the thin bark ruptures, not yet set before its endless era of sunburn. . Sometimes, between the days that follow the summer solstice, when the nights run longer...
1. mangled ivory shafts flank the “long-tactile”, wings of membrane thin, stretched wide at the temples, fly-swat tail. As the grey beast leans in for a draught. . 2. calcium dry as my mouth, ceramic sponges a home that saw too many winters, rainy days, the tenant chained-in brushed by an eyelash-soft prehensile taffy-thumb. . 3. Not so distinct from the game of showing a cuttlefish a...
I can smell the tobacco on my hands and ankles. The unseen mantle of once distasteful aromas, exerting gravitational pressures on my underused epidermis marked by a distinctive tan line at the wrists and funny-bone. Atop lies the, invisible to, crust of overthought but not previously understood lawn-chair philosophies. People, and by that I mean fellow citizens of this great nation of...
Going to Mountain Jam Music Festival!!! http://mountainjam.com/