Monday, June 29, 2009

Main Control

[PerhapsYouHaveOneToo]

Deep in the staircase
[with mango-hair in my teeth]
You may find the Switch.

















Sunday, June 28, 2009

MisCorrection

[PencilSharpenerShavings&Such]
-and-
[AmongTheUnFortunatelyMisCorrected]

The iPhone text app
[a defacto Dictator]
MisCorrected me.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Riveted





















Fasteners, forming
One From Two. Grubby nubbins,
Keep it together.





Friday, June 26, 2009

Bridging The Ether










[He Created The MoonWalk]

Final transition.
Nobody leaves here alive.
Goodbye King Of Pop.



photo by Danny Lyons of www.lycons.com








Thanks for the music MJ.




































Monday, June 22, 2009

Evidence.of.DoubleCrotching













A simple idea

You're suspended from

Two anchor points. Now, you can

traverse between them.






At 70'ish

Live posting at Sunset

Double-crotched, listening
To the birds and the crickets
Turn up the nightsongs.

Objects Are Actually Further Than They Seem




















In Totality
Verticality.
Nothing below but concrete.
Warm breeze cools us down.





Sunday, June 21, 2009

In A Tree [Summer Solstice]

















Perspective [On the Longest Day of the Year]

Funny how things seem
Sitting high up in a tree.
[Up at 60 feet.]





The Speedo-Meter v. GutFelt

















Let It Be Said
Most-times you need no
Instrumentalization.
Rather, let it rip.

Go with what you know.
And jump the shark, if you must.
Do Whatcha Got To.

The Speedo-Meter
[merely a single reference],
Cannot best GutFelt.







Will Work For Food





















a population built on translucent wings [and some other big fucking words]
don't come around here
over-exuberantly;
vociferously.

it makes my head hurt.
the onomatopoeia
goes: "KABLAM! KUNG! BOOM!"

don't even ask why.
just keep on reading as if





Saturday, June 20, 2009

Scorcher















[100° F]
summertime heat-wave.
smudgy-mark reminders bring
a smile to my face.






Thursday, June 18, 2009

Buoy
















Within and Without
Floating and rising
By the reason of lightness.
Uplift. Boost. Nurture.





Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Your ID May Be Lost


















It's A Rough & Tumble World

Who knows where this goes.
Random shots from taxicabs
[all on borrowed time].

Who knows where this goes.
The pleather is ripped and torn
[which we'll overlook].

Who knows where this goes.
We stubbed our toes together.
[But we laughed like hell].

[Let's toast to it all].






Saturday, June 13, 2009

Turn it Up










At Tabernacle,

Under chandelier. [TV

On The Radio].






Friday, June 12, 2009

400,000 [per year] Killed...




...by smoking related disease.























PSA: a voice yells, "well, don't look at me!"
q: "Who are your heros?"
q: "What are they selling today?"
q: "So, are you buying?"






Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Simple Pleasures



















[Going For] Broke?
Just forget Starbucks.
Try chocolate powder in your
Waffle House coffee.





Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Atomic























nothing like fronting and posturing [just go with it]
had that perfect word.
it got lost on the flip-side.
epic imagery.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Richard Preston: TED talk (re-visited)


This TED talk is re-posted with hopes to help re-inspire all of us to re-new our interest in, and inspiration of all things natural, but specifically, trees. If you've haven't read "The Wild Trees," by Richard Preston, you have been missing out on a real amazing story. It's a story of passion and science, nature and technology, trees and people.

I credit this book with setting my ass on fire in terms of climbing trees and re-connecting with nature. It has motivated me to learn a new recreational sport, finding a new way to see things, experiencing a new way to span time. I now know the meaning of "tree time" and what it feels like.

Reading the book was a catalyst of re-acquainting myself with the natural world. Maybe it is a high time we were all re-acquainted.

Yawp!






















in the morning
the air-conditioned
space and time was failing me.
i needed fresh air.

the air created
by trees was necessary
for me to wake up.