January 26, 2018

Invocation (Republic)

[clear throat]
Um um
[clear throat, look around]

Center central status
Centered base
Fractured waste
Ventilated substandards when sea level just wont do

Congress congregants coffin candor
Cantilever lasting fever-favored flues
Forget it all forget it all forget

Find your foundation
Feed your foundation

All the numbers are wrong when
All the stars are wrong
Empty your head of stars

Here you go
You can have it

[smash right fist into open left palm]

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

January 25, 2018

These are stories, not possessions

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

January 20, 2018

Incantation (Places)

[sketch / draft]

We started with triangles
Forgive the mountains, the oceans, the lees

The valleys are ours and you can have them
The windows are ours, the fountains are ours, the wind is ours

And you are the wind
Sunshine severs space everlasting
Sunshine saves sunshine safe
Sunshine sunshine seven shells shade

[a lot more writing will happen here]

We started together
We were all together

We started together
We were all one

Location:Brinkwood Rd,Baltimore,United States

January 15, 2018

Like That Like That

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

January 10, 2018

Incantation (Invitation)

I don’t know what the fuck this is for
It’s three circles
It’s twelve stars

It’s an invitation
It’s all the limbs of all the trees waving “hi” as you walk on home
And the waves to the rocks to the shore are “hey there.”
The stars, the wind in the grass, the penitent moon.

In a ditch by the side of the road you feel the turning of the Earth. Put your lips to it.

And in the place behind your teeth is the sun on its endless path around everything true.

In your heart blood moves from one chamber to another and you feel how all of space is growing

Always with you
Its arms around you tighter still

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

January 8, 2018

Incantation (Current)

Bags of dirt
Motherfucking bags of motherfucking dirt

Austin, Texas is a sound
And Tejas and Tejas and Tejas

Remember all the birds, Virginia
A bow on the days, a string in the night
A rubberband for your fingers and something more for those ankles

There are stars and we feel them because there are stars

There are open sores and we feel them

There are bent back pages
There are motes in corners
There are trunks and trousers and trowels

There are new days and we feel them

Bags of dirt
Bags of dirt
Bags of dirt

Is it the opposite of what is clear or the thing you can’t resist? This is where you decide.

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

December 23, 2017

Incantation (Draft)

Toil toil toil toil
Toil took taken toil
Tools toll time told
Tell the telling, tell the soil
Unfold untold shouldered shivers
Bloody hands tell the soil
Bloodied bodies banish banish

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

December 9, 2017

Incantation (Draft)

Waste break waste
Waste not water waste
Cover cover clover kind
Leaven leaven leave it lies
Family fraught fights in fire
Friendly frames and fines and spines
Like spirals spent or rent or rendered rinds
And then and then and then and then
And now

Location:Little Creek Ter,Ashburn,United States

December 8, 2017

Sometimes You’re All Like Fuck Everything

Shit’s gonna let you down

Like up it down and East is what it is

And sure, you can roll hard or roll deep or roll out

But Friday Jr. is just that and these hands are these

I mean migrating birds and their giant Vs

I mean the your hands and your days and your ways

What are you gonna do?

And what were you thinking before I asked?

The dog holding a cup, with the picture of a dog holding a cup and you get it

Location:Baltimore Washington Pkwy N,Greenbelt,United States

December 6, 2017

It’s Gonna Come to Everyone

Black much closer

Hold it in your hand because you’re always holding it

That which is vs. that which was

The can in toucan and the day in yesterday

Because pack animals know what’s going on

And everyone’s not lucky enough to fly

Hollow bones? No shit

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

December 4, 2017

Victor Hugo Did His Thing Most Decembers

All manner of things

Salt boxes before snowdrifts and whiskers on kittens

The original flow neither original nor flowing

Pinecones and peanut butter

Big eyes, big heads, or long legs — life is full of possibilities

The way efficiency admits mortality

All the morals gather around me

A firepit, Amish craftsmanship, AppleCare

A down on her luck reporter and the scoop of the century

You don’t know what it’s like in here

The math can get complex in these parts

All those millions of years a photon spends trying to break free, then a big and vast nothing that’s just short of empty

Once again it’s all about the rounding errors

Some lessons take a while

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States

They Lay the Tracks and You’ll Go Where They Go

They lay the tracks and you go where they go
This day and this day and this day

Like that you are feeling curious and what do you look

Like that you don’t have any crushes or whatever

Like that you can get your mind off your chest

Don’t worry about the coming week

And I have no idea what I was

What that what which what now and now and so and now and now

That which was

That which will help

Days and tags and ways and so

They control the stops and they have a little more patience ain’t that the truth

You control the bricks, the stream, the intakes and outputs

Make it any day of the week, put the sun at any angle and draw again

Location:Forbes Blvd,Lanham,United States