all those great civilizations
walk back and forth with dazed eyes
someone forgot to give them their wake up call
they missed their flight
the one that intended to save them
guess we have some time
to bullshit musically
here at the end of our conscious stream
where the mutant fish
endorse all progressive hooks

all those bodies with bags
under their third eyes
the custodian is going to clarify all of this
if you learn to relax
the restoration committee is sending out the checks
balance with me on this fragile high wire
when the missile comes humming
i’ll show my learn to duck comic book

salvation will be moving in soon
as soon as it comes up with first and last month’s rent
make way for the big everything
a change swears its coming
if it can clear airport security
show me your wounded paper weight
paint me your discovered wonder

the old road just doesn’t recall where it meant to take us
meander along with me
in very slow tempo
i’ll assume any position you need
just save me a seat
i can fit into
without cringing

the big dance accepts debit cards
the soiree just turned legal age
no broke down dreams live here
they relocated to more affordable housing
i’m just a gypsy
rolling through a mine field
without walking papers
i’m gonna play my heart’s drum
a bit loud
tell the deaf watch dog
to put cotton in his ears


Hello back at you.

Do you always talk to yourself?

When and if I have something I think I need to know.

Do you write on Mondays?

I wrong on Monday morning but write in the evening.

How would you classify your writing?

Serious tomfoolery. Profound inanity.

Do you know where you’re going when you sit down to write?

Well I thought I’d go in the right corner and suck my consciousness’ thumb.

Do you plan your pieces before sitting at the computer?

No, rarely. I put on music and fly.

What kind of music?

Storyteller/songwriters, mostly–David Olney, John Prine, Dave Alvin, David Munyon, Levon Helm, and James McMurtry.

Are you a depressing writer?

Not really. I embrace the dark but I always leave a light on in the broke-down window.