10.29.2009

OAKLAND WILL BREAK YOUR TEETH

The city is calm and sleepy at 3am behind steel shuttered blinds
     quiet and unassuming
The streets are strewn with leaves like forgotten children of the night before everything worth living
     was on the run and those at home were tidily aware of place and reason
     not downtown with the rest of the bums
The walk is long and smooth until roadblocks of carts and speeding ambulances melted daydreams
     of climbing trees or skipping down corners free of street cleaners and crowds of voyeurs
     or skies filled with concrete and flags
Tonight is harsh and barren and the gulls cry for shores unstained and sirens drift on the wind
     as reminders that everything is still fucked

10.17.2009

AS SUMMER BECOMES WINTER

Remember when we thought
time was so vast
and attainable, we would hold it
in our cupped hands and
let it gradually slip out
to follow the traces leading
from today to
tomorrow when the clear yellow-white June sun
would reflect off the ocean
in thousands of breathless crystal shards
and we would turn our heads, squinting
and laughing as shallow streams
sprung from our eyes
cutting through dirt caked on our cheeks
churning down the swift rapids of your lips
to fall
so gracefully
down your neck and chest
and whorl and collect between your breasts
in deep pools of merlot?

I made that well the center of my home
and remained by it even after you were gone,
but the city outside expanded
and the space each had
diminished
and small steel houses blanketed the horizon
in various shades of rust
haphazardly built from one another
like an endless row of dominoes
circling my old handmade shelter,
gradually suffocated by ash
and forgotten.

10.12.2009

COLD WAR EXPERIMENTS IN PARANORMAL ESPIONAGE

It all started with a pulsing beam of microwave energy
to irradiate the ambassador in Moscow. We know about this
from animal testing and simplified Russian revolutionary history:
a time of chaos and sinister color when
anomolous phenomena was tested on political dissidents.
Later: Einstein, Freud, and Messing met in a smoky room
sending psychic messages, predicting Hitler's death, robbing banks
then slipping through plain view into the films of the premier telekinetic medium
as if pulled by the electromagnetic energy fields she manipulated to make frog hearts explode;
psychic mind control for when your insurance provider denies assassination coverage
and you have to use zombie agents to fix the chess match and boost national pride.
When the man with no face arrived on the scene to restore morale through
acoustic radiation and microwaves trained to hypnotize
we dropped acid and the communists tried to kill the pope,
heard the fuckin pinko zombie agents even shot Kennedy.
Steeped in the occult history of Rasputin, Tunguska leveled forests
and fireballs in the sky colliding in deafening explosions
they really just want the alien technology to fly circles around
us: mystified by Sputnik psychic senders and Cuban missile crises.
Meanwhile, undetected in arctic waters the Nautilus receives
long distance psychic calls; mental images fly over the vast
Siberian expanse, connecting to a telepathic infrastructure beyond the reach of our senses but
remotely viewed from Special Dept. #8. where in low frequency anticipation
images from a trance unfold: (1) detailed topographic maps, (2) a Typhoon-class submarine where a man sits, his mind penetrating time, (3) military grade psychics in formation walking through a minefield, slowly, (4) electric photography capturing the radiant life-field that surrounds
everything.

10.07.2009

HEY WEEKEND WARRIOR, 2006 CALLED AND IT WANTS ITS SHITTY BORAT IMPRESSION BACK

in my free time i travel secretly, sliding through crowds
of hippies and the middle-aged drunk
'honey, they're smoking that weed again'
over shadowed trail and felled logs or smooth streets flowing
with bicycles on top of
       bicycles, or what some call 'small man's complex'
as they load into the king cab pickup truck
you know he's right of course, individually we may be intelligent
but together we are dumber than dirt.
THE UNIVERSE WIELDS DESTRUCTIVE POWER BEYOND COMPREHENSION
(ROCKET WATCHERS CHEER)
For Carl Sagan

how do you find something that hides in the dark
after a billion billion suns explode?
while caressed by 4 dimensional space-time
it fuses elements, leaking deeper into supernova until
penetration
sucks into an event horizon,
riptide into the universe's gloryhole.

this is where N87 supercomputer simulation lives
where sweating primordial gases birth stars
and gorge on their waste, merging in
ferocious waves of staggering size
into a crowded bulge of stars, dust, hot gas
swirling clouds of havoc
circling a maelstrom of energy and matter.

but don't expect the singularity to be dark;
through the twisted logic of the wormhole
the white hole
flung out into another universe
ejaculating elements
seeding galaxies.