poseidon's sigh

Waves fight to rouse a sailor,

tipping books off an unsecured shelf,

their thuds replace his dreams 

of death with the bunk above,

as his eyelids part unhurriedly

another text joins its fellows,

fluttering joylessly to impact

as if in explanation.

Outside,

whipped vapors whirl

strictly around stillness,

a storm goes passing by.

Now here stands the sailor on deck,

surveying frothing waters walking to the sky

with a calm eye.

poseidon's sigh goes passing by

and as the waves intersect the winds which rend back,

crashing onto stillness

to make stillness, 

it is the sailor seething,

the waves cowering in turbid fear,

for not in their furthest fantasies could they believe

that in their shameful bows they eclipse an instant of his boundless rage

cresting now upon the ship's wheel

hand over relentless hand,

blooming in red,

rippling with ambition,

already inhaling

deeper than the storm.

Nightmare Migraine Exit Wound

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I sweep up the ashes of dead turmoil, hung together gently shaded eyes sometimes reside in the radiant woodwork gliding together like the curling currents of heat in a coffee cup all uncurling into the cumbersome roads meandering like syrup down the side of an earthen pancake, their streams look up (where else?) to greet the sky to buy a slim share of the sun's golden graces to equate opportunity with whittling away, the dead rows of off kilter paths shielded by worries and changed to wanderings pulsing with color, everything muted. It is the dull silence of a dream, stupid. Unthinking silence of existential malaise, buy one get one free, says the TV and the newspaper agrees and just below the headline, well just below the ad below the headline for fucking bar-b-q smoked bacon cheeseburgers a la foie gras NEW on the Wendy's dollar menu, you see a real headline here just the other day, Girl Scrapes Out Eyes with Dentist Tools. Couldn't stop her left hand, just sort of went in all of a sudden nobody knew what she was trying to do, not just her eyes, but the thinking tissues behind, ripped it out like a seizure of incompetence, gray matter stillbirth leaking out, her eye sockets all chipped up like broken tea cups.

general unease

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I wake up with a sense of general unease. I know what you're thinking, I'm not talking about General Unease® which Pfizer has been unable to bring to market due to problems in R&D with finding words for the side effects which make them sound as if they're not worse than the indications. Their thesaurus budgeting had to be tripled, then when that failed, the linguists at the Oxford English Dictionary had to be soundly persuaded that "exuberance" was actually first used in a 1558 manuscript to describe the feeling of being disemboweled on the battlefield and feeling one's own intestines slithering about blithely in your own cold palms after a night of swilling strong mead and having a bit of a hangover to boot. I'm talking about that feeling you get that's not yet trademarked when you wake up and stuff just isn't quite right though you can't exactly explain why. Well, I'll give it a shot. 

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I'm going to start putting up audio of myself, your beloved author and tireless benefactor, reading my entries aloud for the hearing impaired and for those of you who are just too busy to ever let yourself stop doing things and fear relaxation like the tepid embrace of the neon tie-died tentacles of Death himself. Now, while you work yourself into an early grave, you can pop in your ear buds and listen to stupid stories I wrote in my stupid annoying voice. This post contains the very first. I will retroactively update some, if not eventually all old posts with embedded audio and after I do a few I'll update with a post to link you to them, since I know how much you love to hear my voice. I'm a little creeped out by that, honestly, but also a little flattered, and just a smidgen aroused. Cheers.