You can stay angry
That’ll take you somewhere
Terminus is a stupid word
And a pear, a subtle fruit
Things that taste like air
Confusions of perspective
Trompe l’oeil paintings in the age of holograms
You can’t make this shit up
Slogans spray-painted on sidewalks
We lived
Admit joy
Fred 2019
Fuck everyone
Followed by perfect paths along quiet streets
Rectangles, forgotten tongues, and all the sorrows
It’s just rain
It’s just rain
It’s just rain
April 30, 2020
April 28, 2020
Where Without Precedent
When without precedent and far from home
When without arms or ammunition in a war-torn backyard
When without aims but surrounded by truth
When without wares, wherefores, whyso
When without admittance, and you can hear all the good times that close
When without relief, escape, or exit
When without agency and seemingly knee-deep in so much caring
When without
When without arms or ammunition in a war-torn backyard
When without aims but surrounded by truth
When without wares, wherefores, whyso
When without admittance, and you can hear all the good times that close
When without relief, escape, or exit
When without agency and seemingly knee-deep in so much caring
When without
April 27, 2020
We’ve Got to Talk About Now
Take a closer look
Here and gone
All the dots smeared
All the things we pick up
All the places ‘round here
I’ll try to help you
We’ll put our heads together
And I’ll try
Here and gone
All the dots smeared
All the things we pick up
All the places ‘round here
I’ll try to help you
We’ll put our heads together
And I’ll try
Location:Kevin Rd,Baltimore,United States
April 26, 2020
Like Every Other
They tell stories about after midnight
Language so round
So round or stabby
Chasing a ball through the long grass
Watching the sun set
We lived
We lived, they say
Telling stories about after midnight
We let them, we let it, we walked on
A chicken in every chicken house
A lamb in every field
Something in the glenn and something else in the dell
I hope we ate well today
I hope we’ll sleep sound
Language so round
So round or stabby
Chasing a ball through the long grass
Watching the sun set
We lived
We lived, they say
Telling stories about after midnight
We let them, we let it, we walked on
A chicken in every chicken house
A lamb in every field
Something in the glenn and something else in the dell
I hope we ate well today
I hope we’ll sleep sound
April 24, 2020
We Lived
Maybe it’s the times, but I’m having a moment of seeing everything
Maybe it’s the times, but I don’t have space for cutting
Maybe it’s the times, but I can’t believe the believe
Maybe it’s the times, but I’m ok with stages having exits
Maybe it’s the times, but we’ve been here before
Maybe it’s the times, but I don’t have space for cutting
Maybe it’s the times, but I can’t believe the believe
Maybe it’s the times, but I’m ok with stages having exits
Maybe it’s the times, but we’ve been here before
April 23, 2020
Untitled
Never in my life have I seen
Onward and upward onward and upwArd
The way it is because because
A river is to a stream
On a sidewalk outside a club inside the sprawl
The end is the end for some
But we continue
What do you want me to write over everything
Silver or gold or severance
Skinny now
Or scared
Little cuts o Ln your hands that you don’t remember
Like one in every five days
Here are the sirens
Here’s it all
Onward and upward onward and upwArd
The way it is because because
A river is to a stream
On a sidewalk outside a club inside the sprawl
The end is the end for some
But we continue
What do you want me to write over everything
Silver or gold or severance
Skinny now
Or scared
Little cuts o Ln your hands that you don’t remember
Like one in every five days
Here are the sirens
Here’s it all
April 22, 2020
It’s Bad Enough That I Have
Citrus plays a central role in the local economy,
Vans drive to churches in better times,
Third rows seats all the way down
And the smoothest tones over everything.
Where do we put our hands?
What do we do with all this excess of surfeit or sometimes?
Tender a balance, tender the witness, tend to a way.
Communication is all we got
Vans drive to churches in better times,
Third rows seats all the way down
And the smoothest tones over everything.
Where do we put our hands?
What do we do with all this excess of surfeit or sometimes?
Tender a balance, tender the witness, tend to a way.
Communication is all we got
April 20, 2020
When You Think of the Number 8
Shining shores
Is it silica?
What the fuck’s wrong with you
Is it silica?
All the things real and plastic among them.
What you mean when you mean.
When you are mean
When you’re after
What you’re after.
One collection after another
And then everyone’s gone.
Is it silica?
What the fuck’s wrong with you
Is it silica?
All the things real and plastic among them.
What you mean when you mean.
When you are mean
When you’re after
What you’re after.
One collection after another
And then everyone’s gone.
April 19, 2020
Why Not Call It What It Is?
All the things well-installed blinds can do with a sunny day
And your favorite reading spot
All the bridges that are worth a damn
A guitar that talks, and do your remember diners?
All the life at all the altitudes
Your stomach floating when you crest a hill at speed — in a car, on a rollercoaster
The history of pictorial communication
Hands pressed against one another
Meadow air
No need to lock it all up in a box
No need, no more
And your favorite reading spot
All the bridges that are worth a damn
A guitar that talks, and do your remember diners?
All the life at all the altitudes
Your stomach floating when you crest a hill at speed — in a car, on a rollercoaster
The history of pictorial communication
Hands pressed against one another
Meadow air
No need to lock it all up in a box
No need, no more
April 18, 2020
Speed Round
Circle stops spines
Special special spry
Not breathing, breathing, not breathing
So many people everywhere you look
Someone fishing
Someone riding a horse on a path
All the lightning strikes in all the lands
The invention of the graphite pencil
A fresh haircut
Sweep the floors, sweep the floors
Write it down
Special special spry
Not breathing, breathing, not breathing
So many people everywhere you look
Someone fishing
Someone riding a horse on a path
All the lightning strikes in all the lands
The invention of the graphite pencil
A fresh haircut
Sweep the floors, sweep the floors
Write it down
Location:Brinkwood Rd,Baltimore,United States
April 16, 2020
Goals and Are We Getting There
Solid states, standards standing, companion input
Careful caring, carefully care-free, kindred kindling
Draw on divination, brewed tea, repaired fractures
Factions gonna faction but let’s be the waylaid
The sea doesn’t change
The simple machines
The severed
Careful caring, carefully care-free, kindred kindling
Draw on divination, brewed tea, repaired fractures
Factions gonna faction but let’s be the waylaid
The sea doesn’t change
The simple machines
The severed
April 13, 2020
Balance and Rotate All Tires
Violence is
Balance is
The day or the week is and is
That which was
What what when where
Valence, vagrant, vie
The last view from the last train
Tried trials, tried it all
Not that which they know
Not that which they want
Want is
Want is
Want is
When we go to shore, we’re pacing
When we go to market, we’re well-dressed
What are days or nights?
What are morning cups of coffee
Meals over sinks
We wake anywhere the days
Now, these days
You, these days
All the serpents and their tails
Balance is
The day or the week is and is
That which was
What what when where
Valence, vagrant, vie
The last view from the last train
Tried trials, tried it all
Not that which they know
Not that which they want
Want is
Want is
Want is
When we go to shore, we’re pacing
When we go to market, we’re well-dressed
What are days or nights?
What are morning cups of coffee
Meals over sinks
We wake anywhere the days
Now, these days
You, these days
All the serpents and their tails
April 12, 2020
The Watch, the Road, the Onion
All the lyrics you’ve ever misheard, conspiring to make some sense of this life you live
All the mistreated and the memories of their treatment
All the reasons you walked out that door, through that door, to that door
All the rationalizing, the lying, the lazy
All the deep bassy laughter of the universe
All the waves in all the oceans
All the unknowable
And then there’s the sun
All the mistreated and the memories of their treatment
All the reasons you walked out that door, through that door, to that door
All the rationalizing, the lying, the lazy
All the deep bassy laughter of the universe
All the waves in all the oceans
All the unknowable
And then there’s the sun
April 11, 2020
April 8, 2020
This One Is for the Gaps
Did you see then way back in the day?
All the acquired tastes like word you’ve added to the dictionary
The suns at every angle
The time you’ve spent holding your breath underwater
Ocean, lakes, rivers, pools
The invention of the engine + all the amazing things magnets do
Lining up anything end to end and you’re covering the planet or reaching the moon
That dust sometimes pulls itself together into a great big ball
Like there is a cube and you are in it
For the love of prime numbers, I exit myself a moment
And bricks become a house
And fences happened and there was no turning back
All the acquired tastes like word you’ve added to the dictionary
The suns at every angle
The time you’ve spent holding your breath underwater
Ocean, lakes, rivers, pools
The invention of the engine + all the amazing things magnets do
Lining up anything end to end and you’re covering the planet or reaching the moon
That dust sometimes pulls itself together into a great big ball
Like there is a cube and you are in it
For the love of prime numbers, I exit myself a moment
And bricks become a house
And fences happened and there was no turning back
April 7, 2020
It Didn’t Rain
Today the air
And the moon
A herd of deer through backyard
Or flightless birds in listless times
What is where
And what what they all want
All the things in the last box
I’ll see you when I see you
And the moon
A herd of deer through backyard
Or flightless birds in listless times
What is where
And what what they all want
All the things in the last box
I’ll see you when I see you
April 6, 2020
We See Opals
Open over everything
You care for what you’ll care for
Gather groups, gather people
Done and gone and gone and gone
Be they long roads or shifting sands
Be they here and now
Be they waves to sand, waves to shore
Not not not the shed around back
Not not what you’re counting
Calendars come this bend bent
There so many stars
You care for what you’ll care for
Gather groups, gather people
Done and gone and gone and gone
Be they long roads or shifting sands
Be they here and now
Be they waves to sand, waves to shore
Not not not the shed around back
Not not what you’re counting
Calendars come this bend bent
There so many stars
April 5, 2020
Husk Hack Heathens
Keep all your limbs about you
Smush your face into the turf a moment
What would your last meal be?
Something rare? Something from your childhood?
Reach out to your family and find out how they’re doing
Each age is something
And we are here
You
You and I
You and I working through all the things
All the things all around you and multiplying
This world is so very beautiful in your face, in your ears, in your mouth
And it will be here still
Smush your face into the turf a moment
What would your last meal be?
Something rare? Something from your childhood?
Reach out to your family and find out how they’re doing
Each age is something
And we are here
You
You and I
You and I working through all the things
All the things all around you and multiplying
This world is so very beautiful in your face, in your ears, in your mouth
And it will be here still
April 4, 2020
This Is What You Want
A new iOS update pulling down to my phone
Or we build a lego tower nearly to the ceiling
All the Christmas trees on all the curbs
The birds singing the morning while you walk the dogs
The sun free from clouds
Beaches, oceans, forest trails, waterfalls
People holding hands as the rollercoaster cars crest the first highest peak
Ice cream cones, freshly made lemonade, a dollar found in your jeans pocket
Have some and have some more
Close your eyes and have some more
Breathe deep and have some more
Have some more, have some more
The sea is rising, have some more
The sea is rising, the sea is rising
Or we build a lego tower nearly to the ceiling
All the Christmas trees on all the curbs
The birds singing the morning while you walk the dogs
The sun free from clouds
Beaches, oceans, forest trails, waterfalls
People holding hands as the rollercoaster cars crest the first highest peak
Ice cream cones, freshly made lemonade, a dollar found in your jeans pocket
Have some and have some more
Close your eyes and have some more
Breathe deep and have some more
Have some more, have some more
The sea is rising, have some more
The sea is rising, the sea is rising
We Wait on Three
The hold part of hold still
The still part of still at it after all these years
The years on top of years on top of years
The still part of still at it after all these years
The years on top of years on top of years
April 2, 2020
The Ocean Doesn’t Care
The ocean doesn’t care what you did yesterday
Or didn’t do
It’s rough and we’re over
It’s flat and we’re over
Peaks and troughs and we’re over
All these big things in the face of bigger things
All these places
Wells are a thing
And gravity
The sun doesn’t care either
The sun won’t care
The moon hangs in the sky
But was once a giant cloud of dust
Smashed off the Earth so long ago
And so we find comfort in the night
In the cold or in warmth
In blankets or in rain
All around us, so much
So much
Or didn’t do
It’s rough and we’re over
It’s flat and we’re over
Peaks and troughs and we’re over
All these big things in the face of bigger things
All these places
Wells are a thing
And gravity
The sun doesn’t care either
The sun won’t care
The moon hangs in the sky
But was once a giant cloud of dust
Smashed off the Earth so long ago
And so we find comfort in the night
In the cold or in warmth
In blankets or in rain
All around us, so much
So much
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