An Announcement

Hi Everyone.

I don’t know how you all feel, but I think it is time for us to start writing here again as a tribute to Paul.

Let me know what you think, or just start posting.

Much love.

Shadow box geometrica

I live in a house of rectangles, squares and ovals
and all over low light, low sight, low slight
of hand
brand by command or
by demand
or by god damned something else
something other than my innocent geometry
in the suburbs.

Saturday Night At The Orchid Room

I’d come down tonight
downtown to your place
in the city
to tell you what’s
been going on man.
But you’re never in
you’ve never enough time
like you said that time
after I told you my plan
to rescue the world
from the sham
or to do some good somewhere or find the Antichrist and you know,
kill him,
No not you,
you’re off to work
you’re on the plan
to save for retirement
but what’s best for Dan?
A slave all day,
a sluggard all night?
No longer intoxicated by the morning light?
Not anymore, Dan.
You lose this right.
I’m coming to get you.

(By Mark at Wordherd)