Fighting over the global garbage can Shell it out, fish, dish, take it Poke Yolk splattered on cosmic ground The Gods Spilled gut seeds in a violent explosion Big Bang Get More for your buck Don't bother fighting back, get more Than you ever bargained for F@&! me like you hate me Bending over backwords…Read more Who Came First
Dreams
The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.- Joseph Campbell
The Camel and the Scorpion
We've been home two days. Dreaming resumed after stuffing our faces with centuries old art created by either the typical, deviant aristocracy, those men who had the choice to forgo their family's pursuit of traditional wealth in favor of living abroad with unsanctioned partners painting en plein air, feigning a pauper's life to master the illusion of…Read more The Camel and the Scorpion
Decoding Snow
Snow is heaven speaking to us- Meaningful Life Center Dear Heavens, what is the meaning of a wintery July wedding, plowing the parking lot and adorning the hotel-house with a plethora of white roses? Naturally Kathy was frantic, still wearing her robe and requiring the same patient instructions you’d give to a child. She wanted…Read more Decoding Snow
Sail
6 years ago I took the ultimate bath in the Gulf of Mexico. Healing? To say the least. Last night I dreampt I was on a boat. It looked like an enlarged version of those floating food carts in Thailand. Down the center were enclosed shops , salons and galleries. Along the perimeter were open…Read more Sail
Uneven Bars
Hold on loosely But don't let go If you cling too tightly You're gonna lose control-38 Special This morning I woke up and went back down. As if to counter what I wanted to judge as apathy, my 75 pound dog climbed up and laid on my chest. Stay. So for an hour and a half…Read more Uneven Bars
Achoo
He was shades of both and I was stuffed between. To stop my head from pounding I blew my nose which literally cleared head; miraculous, almost embarrassing relief. In spite of being circumstantially stuck, my head was free. I intended to use it. Youth group imposter-christ was there, together with a griping chrone, stuffing her…Read more Achoo
One Way
'I hope the exit is joyful and I hope to never return.'- Frida The beach was lit by streetlamps. Are dreams ever as bright and clear as day? Bothered by the shadows, debris and a smelly trash bin I couldn't find a comfortable place to be. As if my back was always to something I'd…Read more One Way
