unwise words

ask open ended questions that do not elicit yes/no answers
consider your general level of wisdom and without fail find it sorely lacking
drink a lot of water when your mood gets low
bodily functions are normal, and don’t let anyone guilt you into social convention (so what if you like the smell of your own fart…)
scream if [...]

klowns

I am a writer in kamp klown kollege and I am in the midst of compiling my magnum opus in a chilled cabin filled with orb weavers and deceased recluses. This dissertation takes soul and a half to ream into a living cavalcade of klown kapers and takes no small cars to disappreciate. This is [...]

Captain Succotash

Captain Succotash flung his rigmarole in the ring and skipped town. Captain Succotash’ s sole suffered a pointed metaphor and Captain Succotash put his foot in his mouth. Every and all simile ended afterwards. With pretenses healed and licked Captain Succotash fell from above in a swoop. The women were frightened and sought the attentions [...]

The Rat’s Defense

WE FOUND A RAT HULKING AND SULKING IN THE SEWER.
Did you indeedy find a rat hulking and sulking in the sewer?
YES WE FOUND HULKING AND SULKING A RAT IN THE SEWER.
Who was doing the hulking and sulking, you or the rat?
HE WAS HULKING AND I WAS SULKING. THE RAT DID BOTH.
Indeedy.
In my defense I was [...]

Nonsense! 1.314101

Yet more tidbits from the nary dusted, more darker corners of my mind.
I know things people don’t know. For instance, look at Bob. He has gone for days complaining about the reek of excrement following him around. What he doesn’t know is, during an intense congress with the toilet, he had unknowingly gobbed a piece [...]

Nonsense! 1.0

These are the weird little things that occurred to me during my late night paid binges of fluorescent light, that give me pause mid-task to jot down in my little notebook these squiggles, making me wonder if there is such a bar defining normalcy, whether I would frighten some people I knew if they read [...]

midnight thoughts

a writer’s reality is arbitrary. things gain a life of their own. teeth may speak in mouths. voices may clamor from the surf. dreams are inspirations and the death knell. why the obsession with words? just soundthings given written form. meaning uttered from tremblings of meat. bounces of sound and light; pushings of atoms and [...]

Floweros

When I see a field of wildflowers swirling with the passage of honeybees and grazing grasshoppers, I see a vast flowery orgy. Cunt-blossoms yawning in the sundappled plain with wide spread calyx thrusting colorful ejaculation of stamen dust onto the furred abdomens of apis streaking the blue sky. Waving in the rain, swaying in the [...]

Crazy Dumbsaint of the Mind

To the visitor, if you should happen to happen by again, who found my site with the search tag of “‘dumbsaint of the mind’ mean”…
Well, crazy dumbsaint of the the mind is number six on a list titled BELIEF & TECHNIQUE FOR MODERN PROSE by Jack Kerouac.
I’d think it means a whole lot of things.
Dumb: mute, [...]

Bits and Pieces of Death

They found him keeled over and clutching a white gilded mushroom. He stirred and said, “I just wanted to taste a destroying angel…”
Before the deployment, his father gave him an engraved silver lighter for luck. It was his grandfather’s. He kept it in a chest pocket and pulled it out occasionally to smoke a spliff. [...]

Sexploduction

Sexploduction bursts of miscegeneration. Tattoo on a slender weft of eternity. Hot, futile panting breath.
The female strength ANIMAtes from womb to womb and knits mankind to himself with ANIMUSity.
The yin principle is strong in the micromythical despite the yang’s strength in the macrohistorical.
Two currents stream, the quick river of living flesh and the slow flotsam [...]

Grinch

He prowled growling on the snow, leaving deep tracks. He kicked over the lighted reindeer, punched the automatron Santa in the schnozz, and ripped a blinking candy cane from the ground. With it he beat Joseph Mary and the glowing hosts until shards and sparks flowered the pine-scented night. He hurled baby Jesus through a [...]

…s

in the holy aeroplane the wind tears the words from the mouth…blue cadillacs rutting along pink beetles…an oaken elder sheds dandruff like leaves…fisherboy on a grassy bank where the bob drowns…the deer are blind to the orange blaze in the forest…forked tongue tickling a wee babe’s cheek with a sound of a rattle…rain of putrid [...]

bang bang pow pow

Buffalo Bill showman of the plains mustache in the wind pistols crackling at the sky (a slug arcs to punch into the head of a papoose at an Indian camp five miles away and the mother carries him for hours before she emits a bloodcurdling scream) riding into the throng of bison pointing steel burping [...]

capital fictions

Suspended in a state of almosting, like a fly in amber, he vacillated between minimal accomplishment and destitute poverty. The movements of the world twisted around him, a torpid torrent of false truths in the form of imaginary monetary units that gave precedence to otherwise senseless acts and meanings. The sky free and true, stretched above [...]

We’ve Got It Backwards

The people in green surround her stirruped form. A man holds her hand and pride brims in his eyes to spill down his cheeks. It was a girl! the doctor cries, and the man shlupps the umbilical. The doctor bends down with the quieting child. With a quick push, and a gasp from the woman, [...]

A Dog’s Day

Valentine Stagbour saunters out of the hotel lobby, ballooning bosoms and swaying hips, wrapped with a tight pink number that makes her seem all legs. Her platinum blond bob bobs along with her boob job, framing a sexy oval face pasted with the sour expression only the rich have. Four inch heels elevate her to [...]

Gesundheit!

Approaching the dream busker, owl-eyed thanks to the John Lennon shades perched on hooked beak, he opened his clammy, beard-rimmed mouth. Pearly in their moist chamber hedged by unruly strands, delicate considering their owner’s standards, incisively enameling the issue in regards, debriding breath: ‘Instant zen, to go. I would get some cartoons in my head.’
Sugar-tongued with enough grape [...]

the ramblebrambleamble

Moth wind, eddying spirals. A billion lifetimes in a fraction of that moth wing flap. Sand of time like dream powder on moth wings surface the whirl whorld which holds its own in the void, ephermal like dust in the sun-crossed straits of one’s living room in high afternoon. A verb where there is nothing [...]

What Do You Choose to Remember? Why?

I don’t know why, but the image has stayed with me across all these years: a dark beach of gray-foamed surf juxtaposed with a tour bus vomiting forth pallid spring breakers. Excited handchatters congregating on rocky jut. Memory in the third-person. Myself sickened at sight of such sugary jubilation and darkly resentful from some long [...]