I Stole My Whistle Back
the knees of my jeans were damp from crawling on the grass beside a stucco wall old Spanish houses in …
Category Archives: Dreams
More Looks Than Lon Chaney (look him up)
We break down. Explode with tears of granite. Bruce Banner crazed. (look him up too – he was a nice …
Yes
Everything is beautiful And It’s annoying and It’s exhausting Finding Everything Beautiful
I Am The Vishnu Schist
In order To land On Your feet You Have to free fall First. Shifting sands beneath Liquefaction Relationships The Continental …
Shame On You For Shaming
Real artists, the ones who can’t function properly if not creating something, have to learn to act like “normal” human …
You Can’t Touch This!
I do not know How To dance in the classical sense But I Can Shimmy, sway, shake and boogie Give …
Oh Edna…
Night night Go to sleep And no, you may Not Have A glass of milk. This has been going on …
I’ve Been Beat Up, I’ve Been Thrown Out
There’s been an egging An Epic Egging. Then TP Lobbed at sticky eggs A viscous Non-art related Fresco Of Mind, …
Your World Isn’t As Small As You Think
And there is that wild ocean Again Totally indifferent to my mood What does it care What I care? On …
JP Morgan’s Steps
on the steps of JP Morgan‘s house i sang to my love almost on my knees i sang There I’ve …
Walter Kitty's Diary 