in this wild prisonthat we cling with our livesand share with a predatory beast;an armed idiot stalking the rimfor a type of survivalin the form of a crownthe only thinghe seems able to grasp i must be candidi must be a candidfriend candid to make sure he sees my lines;mark what trees and cornerswith whatever …
What do I know about being Mark Twain?
Stay in character until the end of the storyAnd when the adventure is doneOnly then, look back . © lyw
automotive plant
when a motor-vehicle plant is no longer moving anything but the virus of an ever-faltering step and its drones have already abandoned its queen, for richer cement grounds watch how those bright dandelions push their heads right through the concrete and get back to work filling what we abandon, growing where we only saw death …
anti-intellectualism
i’ve had lots of friends and strangers not think much of my liberal education but to think in some other world, some other time they’d’ve killed me for it anti-intellectualism would be the intellectual word i’m just guessing, of course please do not persecute me for abstract thought I swear that I cannot help myself …
Don Quoxites Run Amok!
we all get up! and chase after windmills! cuz ain’t no giants! that we can find for slaying! in this metropolis don’t really want real giants, anyway cuz that would be crazy! pixel-based is better! digital is better! virtual is better! we are Quixotes! we build custom windmills! to attack as giants! cuz attacking real …
the fine line drawn
why do those fine arts draw, brush, carve classical David so commonly standing on or dragging his decapitation like a trophy, frozen in the anguish of human sin our royal beauty and heaven’s choice made sensuous and naked raw and sinewed; all that human body coiling taunt round the single-mindedness to bring swift punishment and …
Give me Water
i confess i did not know really, what the atom bomb on Hiroshima meant until mid life because I wanted something to watch before bed before another work day on the importance of repetition, consistency, punctuality vs. the importance of me i could barely close my eyes that night what does a middle-class girl in …
a new working hero
a real one, too, not some screen or paperback fiction lazy-ass symbol, emoji or icon but a breathing, time-sensitive, warm-blooded real kind of legend to shine on that one and simple direction the return to the true hero’s path to follow after death lest we continue to spin our wheels against the sky, continue to …