Poetry

Clump Soul. Katamari in 4 Parts.

At crux of the rainbow: Blackness.
The King must fade in twinkling church
organ and WWF belt.

notes on a new life

a wolf shops for housewares          the same way I do

her teeth gleam                    she reminds me

of the dogs I’ve never had               never will

PLAYTEST

toggling isogonal polygons
noisiest, zappiest puzzling
pliantly illusion seekings

Three Poems

I can’t get out of the car
and the car can’t move.

We are both in a tree
and we can’t get out.

Quantum Entanglement

I can’t forgive the way you break the rules,
the steeled curve of your grin.
You don’t even like this, do you?