Saturday, December 05, 2009

Monday, September 07, 2009

Sunday, November 02, 2008

Sunday, October 12, 2008

That fluffy non matter did not exist was not a help to me.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Ladybug Honey

Battles and scattering
To assess the meant

And switch to
Its airwaves until
Raining down obtains
The elongation of our nights

Already known to be a storm
Already not right

Time was Orion
Trumped Iota
But now ladies

More like notes than days
Scribbled into the cyclic
Explode the odd years
Open the even

Horizon sky spot story
Or series of spots
As those here arrayed
Wet with

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Lution's log

The anatomy of a time fly comprises organs whose functions are not fully understood though the poisonous effect of time has long been established. That their eyes see more than ours, causing the range of their knowledge to be unlimited, was postulated early on by one of those later called flyboys. Flyboys consider it a mark of honor to be more or less mad – a mark of what one might call professional distinguishment. Eddie is one, of course. In restrospect, one can see him as an incredible innocent or, perhaps more to the point, a credible one. Sad to say, this view requires experiences that so alter the mind of the viewer as to render him much farther gone, and that is saying a lot, than Eddie himself.