Black Friday

The moon is on the water
It's quiet and I am asleep
on the river
The rain is coming
Trees will bend in the wind
Far away from the game
in a silence of breath
your not here
and i am glad
i am

Irrelevant psychic barometer

Hope I don't die in a robotic slush
slaughterhouse padlock
for a high-tech happy

my eyes get bored,
my mind, a mundane puff continuum
under the weather
of dangling out-of-reach
ladders

WTF
my new favorite word
suitable for any occasion
in this prime directive
of idiocracy

who is to say what will come
the Archons are scrambling
spittle is dribbling from the halls
of power and pomp
A great beast lumbers toward the mill
rain in his hat, a madman on a leash
like a giant tortoise with a word
emblazoned by lightening
upon his shell

I havnt' got a thing
I'm out of money, baby
but I'm richer than a millionaire

"Ezekiel's wheel"

A thank you to Robert Suderman for
the purchase of "Ezekiel's Wheel",
oil paint on canvas glued to board,
2004, 49"x 49"