old act

has the part been overplayed?karmic correction fordays former,all narcissisticinformedand adorning,sustained in insubordination the stage, eroded,the scenery a delicacy tovicious idiotswith over-sizeddreams.in all timestillunknowing,engaged in patternsshowing, andshown to be deficiencies exquisitely extrapolatedwhilecapitulated truthgoesinattentively along,just,a song,muttered out, loud,the ancient tune,sacral in succinct disharmony and kept just above tepidat alltimesbyfrictioned philosophies andthe abstract actualitiesdeemingthemselves regent,or something supremeenoughto be…

Monday Evening Post: 4.3.23

I think of reinvention as a dirty word. Probably shouldn’t, but I do all the same. Like the great many things I reduce down to calling bad habits.

Friday Evening Post: 10.30.20

Why again? Why now? It couldn’t possibly be that there is any substantial word flow about to occur. The arrival of some unannounced clarity, casting answers down upon us all like some memory sequestered summer rain?

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 1.13.19

By tomorrow, it shall be done. Today even. Maybe. All depends on how quickly I can bleed this week’s stone. And if anything else might end up happening today.