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Why remember, nobody really cares ~ Thursday, April 30, 2026

I hate this life, wish I were never born I woke up too early, at 4 a m hungry and tired, I showered and dressed as my time conflicted with my girlfriend terrible beauty, the given, a gem endlessly in pain and sorrow, the point thirsty for irrelevance, as you guessed history consumes my future, the end isometric as horror flows in waves simple connections flex at every joint life swings like a pendulum in moments in this world, arbitrary and random for chaos as conceived within events emulates this, a double pendulum watches a tsunami come and go, saves ignorance, a birthright, humanity shuffles their feet, as if with little sleep honestly, hypocrisy reigns supreme I cannot remember insanity without effort to resolve perspective effort to seek context, draw me a sheep remember to say please, is this a dream each moment flows through every point in time nothing ever seems neutral, Detective empires rise and fall, all is in flux virtue as Arête, social control e...
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Trionfi ~Thursday, April 30, 2026

Trionfi If you choose the path of fear over love for myself and my ex-wife, this was so yes, for love trumps fear, as a game of Whist of course, the past holds secrets from above understood as red flags, for in hindsight chamber of horrors mimics childhood, no honestly, I was to blame, as a twist only I could not see my own actions only, I could see, in a certain light such as in reflection, we drifted apart each to their own, a waste of time, marriage this much, I admit was my fault, to start helplessly, hopelessly, with a carriage each to their own with family transactions perhaps, I was naive, stupid and young as if hubris, Greek words, could make me smart that language is a gateway to knowledge how science imagines wisdom, I clung onto erroneous beliefs, long held from fear of change, my character as art fear is a drug, addictive, with no edge endlessly, blunted on reality absolutely, how two lives cannot meld rely on each other, a family overtures of love,...
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Cuddle a Memory ~ Wednesday, April 29, 2026

On the train with me, this I imagine Only, imagine, I am so lonely no one but Leila understands this trip the Amtrak to California, two days hungry, tired, while her face, so comely except, she is just a dream, just a name train rides across the countryside, a blip remains in my brain, my thoughts in a haze all alone, except for Leila, a dream in a rocking coach chair, who can I blame not CIA/FBI ignorance with no sense of consequences, who cares in this world, these conditions, take a chance that mistakes happen, an event, who bears honest accountability, I scream murder never makes anything better except for the tabloids, I read the news this trip is my duty to visit mom honestly, if she could knit a sweater in her youth for my dad, now that is love still, I know that I cannot sing the blues I am a success at failure, da bomb imagine, I am with Leila, alone maybe she is a real woman, above all the politics, but what does she do given she is online, from ti...
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As one, a murmuration of starlings ~ Tuesday, April 28, 2026

As one, a murmuration of starlings As Stone Fox sits deep in meditation silent and motionless, no skin to scratch one with direct experience and mind nothing to gain, total abnegation essentially, one with deep time, a bird a falling starre, Lucifer, Goe, and catche mission accomplished, but what did you find understanding empty as the blue sky remember, all events connect, the word murmurations of starlings, beauty found ugliness, the grotesque, as a mindset relinquish duality, none are bound aesthetic incarnation, to regret tick bites after the deer, do not ask why in wavelengths, the brain oscillates, pink noise outside versus inside, show the difference neurons snap like fingers, the length to span orchids like ballet dancers, full of poise forgiven their silence, vultures and wolves stare, empty, hungry ghosts, nothing makes sense take a look at the sky, starlings to scan artistic randomness, controlled chaos remember Stone Fox sits, listens for hooves lig...
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Use The Force ~ Monday, April 27, 2026

Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~ Dylan Thomas Dysfunction since before my conception only as perceived by my perception noise, the beautiful distractions, I wince only to waste energy and lose time tone down the attitude, learn to act chill guess I am not the chosen one, a prince only in the set up, boy scouts prepare govern the mind, the brakes stop on a dime empty stomach, hungry, ready to kill nothing but obstructions that block the way tell me to remove obstacles, I dare lift the whole world with a fulcrum, the point exactly, to pivot, support, use force intentionally, observe where the joint necessarily fits, follow the course time connects all events, as if to say only to understand failure and move thaw bitterness until ready to cook hatch the fertilized eggs, and leave the rest abandoned by mapmakers as to prove time and again, the way is for the few goonies need not apply, given they took orders withou...
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The Rabbi and the Unpublished Poet ~ Sunday, April 26, 2026

Thank you for burning all of the dead wood Thalia flourished at The Dewdrop Bookstore honestly, all was well before the fall all was well but nothing would be the same nothing at all, no one saw it before killing me softly with his song, Old Nick yes, the Devil as director played ball on the graves of the field of dreams, the game understood as non-union severance forgave the Devil for being a dick objectively, he was simply a tool remnants of a corporate takeover bully pulpit in rabbinical school understood, read the Torah, take cover really, he placed booksellers on clearance now, read this text without a pinch of salt institutions discriminate at will nothing but double entendre, a pun given viral politics as default antisemitism to interpret leaves the facts in question, create a bill language used in satire, the house of fun obviously, must be shut down, such words forgiving their context, heads covered, bet thank academia for this gambit how to play che...
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Thank you for burning all of the dead wood ~ Saturday, April 25, 2027

Ilyse works at the bookstore down the road like anyone, full of admiration young, impressionable, birdlike and sweet sugar beet cheeks, oysters beside a toad estuary of brackish rhymes at sea warmed by the blue flames of aspiration old Bunsen burner roars, wide open street recognize a classmate on the cover kindness bites my leg, in a pod, one pea sad and lonely, nobody cares, unread as if...better off dead, wishful thinking that Ilyse knew to fill me full of lead then and there, my ego, without drinking horribly small, as my life is over except, she asks if I write still, I say bother the sun with black storm clouds, I do only it means nothing, nobody cares ordinary people, to hit the hay kiss the air, hello or goodbye, kill time suffering, all the while, without a clue toss me a ball of thread, the Cretan shares ore from a mine, either silver or gold recognize her name, Sophie, what a crime everyone watched me cry before I left despondent clams sleeping with t...
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