A fish leaps through a forest of trees. A kid cavorts - parades on the black plain. A small girl arrives at what she believes is a wedding, absorbed in herself- and burns.
With the genius pianist tinkling away The night has passed into a cool, subdued Darkness as soon it will be time to shut this Machine down & get back to resting my Body up as my recent exertions still show
The site is gated, but everyone is welcome. So why hide content behind a form unless it is some- thing like rare recordings or re- search papers? I'm imagining a row of Cadillacs, sunk in the dirt,
For horses to surprise the sun For minus signs and the omnibus performance space inside Neville Chamberlain For perfect angels in this soup For hard dovetails and unnecessary riders of shame
All it takes is one bullet to rip through the heart of a nation, to shatter any sense of peace or security. To bring incomprehensible loss and portend senseless violence
They’ve been watching, thinking man humorous until the holocaust - killing your young isn’t acceptable. Karma is in man’s horoscope; the planets are aligning. You should leave, find a new home near humility.
