Human Sacrifice, Cancer and Skeletons, or: How Love Will Take You Apart and Rebuild You Different

this love of ours growing like cancer, taking over
things which do not belong to it
corrupting cells
feels that way in my chest
rushing swell and i’m praying not malignant
or would be praying if i did
instead watching cigarette glow
latticed with outer dead layer of ash
which scatters into wind whipped world of Ottawa
our valley home of shifting pressures
of gusts [...]

8mm, mostly

ft. garbage juice on bass

There,

Why We Didn’t Make it to the Movie

One day we rise from bed and it’s the future
outside a man coughs and coughs and spits
wow, we think to ourselves,
what interesting customs there are here
in this time
we scan the place for differences
and for signs of the past we left behind
we find yogurt, two days expired
we find very little else to eat, surely scavenged
by irradiated [...]

trish (on earth)

you say the glass is gone and you’re here now
well not here with me but you know
or you say “you know” and you mean I know
you know
so suddenly awaked from dream of shackles and blindfold
or not blindfold maybe but coke bottle glasses
distorting, giving headaches, making dizzy
now you can see the whole cat
now you can feel [...]

vs. mechagodzilla

tired eyed shamblers walk blearily
through hangover haze that the
sun pushes through enthusiastic
cutting paths through shuttered eyelids
walk past scab-kneed skate kids
with bits of asphalt in their palms
and engravings of past mistakes
shining white on tan skin stretched
taut across scrawny bone
scampering back to boards ejected
while mechanized frustration sits
fuming and moaning beyond barriers
exhaust drifting, building clouds
that will never build [...]

sticky-wet drowsy end of summer

i catch you looking at me
or near me or close enough that
everyone thinks you’re staring in an embarrassing photograph
you are listless and beautiful
your glance trailing off, losing momentum before it reaches
and falling gently to the floor
a redbrown leaf
kept leathery not crisp by late rains
and mist and fog
and this humidity that chokes everything but only gently
enough [...]

storm clouds clearing (or moving in)

y’all get clickin

Disassembled Typewriter at the End of the World

click it imo

how we got malaria

sitting down in the crater
out behind my seventh-grade school
she says listen to it like music
[there is a siren somewhere]
the wind is blowing, rattling trees
there is a baseball game
(its late and dark, the lights are on)
jingling dog; buses hum past
mosquitos fly about, an unstoppable menace
we lay as long as we can stand it
the grass feels nice [...]

You’re So Dramatic When You Eat Candy

i visited moonshine in november and ate some mushrooms and went for a walk and saw the best radiohead concert and the next day i woke up early
at some point (as i was eating candy i guess) trish told me, “you’re so dramatic when you eat candy”
so i took my ballpoint pen and spiral bound [...]

The Bob Newhart Show

so then one day we come tumbling out together
the two of us
from some stuffy compartment
suddenly the whole world turns up noses 
on their fickle feeble faces
turns around and walks away
turns into an unfamiliar thing
and my god aren’t we all new here
isn’t this your first day too
(learning how the punch clock works;
taking breaks that don’t run long)
the [...]