Friday, March 23, 2012

It's Back, It's Deep, I Don't Know If It's Playable, Way Back, to the Wall . . .

That's right. After a long hiatus, my web site has returned like Napoleon from exile, so watch your ass, Louis XVII! As before, the site contains sample poems, literary links, an interview from 2003, after I won the Main Street Rag Poetry Book Award, and a smattering of my original "art." New to the site, now visitors can purchase my books directly from me with a click of the mouse. I'm referring to the books I've written, but I suppose if there's something on my shelf you want, make an offer. Like the NSA, I'm listening.       

Thursday, March 1, 2012

To Adelaide Crapsey, Which Is How I Feel


nothing matters no-
thing matters nothing matters
nothing matters no-
thing matters nothing matters
nothing matters nothing mat-

ters nothing matters
nothing matters nothing mat-
ters nothing matters
nothing matters nothing mat-
ters nothing matters nothing

matters nothing mat-
ters nothing matters nothing
matters nothing mat-
ters nothing matters nothing
matters nothing matters

rinse & repeat