Nobody's creekbed

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Monday, February 23, 2009


the receiving of message that sends one all heart-wide and silent

in a large body of small things

that out-there terrain


we were south then
of everything
and it seemed like it was always morning

((squelch tones across the morning's bandwith))

((that i might hear))

(( ))


Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Lindsay’s Birth-day!

you—a big floating head
coming across the room pell-mell
surrounded by a corona of blonde
sun face plastered with cockeyed grin
like you just don’t give a shit
about anybody’s hard time—
you were terrifying to my hard time
in your insatiable delight
and uncomplicated joy to be
because then I too had to grin
and I too took to reeling
a cross-eyed jig across sunny room
and into the yard
with its many animals and bugs and trees—

you are the center of my universe!