Scraps. Not really intended for sharing. Just putting little bits here and there as they happen in my mind

1/28
Sun, like a barge, pushes thru the night sky.
Tis hours till he splits the rim
until then
a great grey wake pushes out
rippling the the star song
waves
pushing in and through the house
fill my phone with electricity
an alarm, itself like the rising of the sun
sends out beaming sounds
The birds are waking with me.



12/17
Was in Mine to pitch headlong into Jupiter
(We are strung like jewels)
(our) faces falling forward into the ruby red, mathaliate and rose
red smear of breaklights...
The speedometer says seventy, but given the axis
I say 10,000

Was i t mine to picth headlong into jupiter
I am riding eastward on intersate


12/16
Was in mine to chase the lines of leaves
or frame
this monolith of marble set against
the marbled skies







Erased  12/13/14

There is a man

Who was sitting right here

Same place same fingers

Staring at gyrating pixels

Selling out to his own depravity

Watching with, both delight and horror

Knowing full well the smell of idolatry

But he has been erased

He is a divided man, but that division is not

In the essence of his being

Cause he has been bought

Transformed.

We will remake him.