We don’t really know how it starts. It just gets sprung on us. This life. Suddenly, we are aglow. In the open. Sensitive to the touch. Metabolic. Molten. Astonished. Hanging in space. Once, after years of an ongoing ruckus, I reached a certain condition– a sweet spot just above the wick where I was something between a whirl, a mountain pass, a coyote’s sidelong gaze, and a penniless hunger, all dressed-up as a flame. I […]
Events have conspired to limit my time on-line in the next month or two, to what extent only time will tell. I am working on a small combined heat and power project that is completing construction and will be entering the start-up and commissioning phase, and I will be working at the project site as part of the start-up team. I had hoped to say a few words about this last weekend, but a sinus cold […]
Sometimes the clouds roll in a few at a time like spectators to a barrel jumping competition, and before you know it the sky is bruised, the waves have run out of room, and they’re colliding on all sides like a legion of cymatic vendettas, or a black body radiation field composed of infinitesimal ballerinas and one-way mirrors. It’s the same way particles come into existence, always in pairs, up and down, here and there, […]
Obviously I am not a Christian, but Jesus is my companion. More than that, even. We were bound together in darkness, in a moment we both chose without resistance. The ropes encircling us are sacred. We are each other’s atrium and ventricle. We live in the same house. We love the same woman. We lay together on a raft sometimes, continuing our passage across the sea to visit the birth of life. At night, when I’m […]
The conclusion can no longer be avoided: I’m being haunted by that weightless certainty from which no one recovers. Each day there’s at least one point in time that lingers, staring back at me, eyes level, while waving the wind through the narrow pass between us– unimpeded. The wind is whistling, and the machine won’t read my ticket. Something ten thousand feet down is yawning and long after I’m gone its baby rocks will float to […]
This last week an asteroid passed through my solar plexus, and I wobbled a little back and forth like a transplanted tree testing its new roots. I swallowed the asteroid whole, and mostly because I had a bet with Hafiz, I didn’t spit it out. I asked him if a star would grow inside of me now and blow me up from the inside out because I swallowed an asteroid through my solar plexus, and […]
They’re at it again in there– getting organized so no one gets hurt once that one drummer we all love catches hold of a comet in each hand and starts hanging on for dear life. He’s the one the elephants still remember from the last world that went south, who appears in stories kept alive in their great ribbed vaults, where his memory ages with each migration into the delicate musk of ancestry and power. They’re […]
We circulate blood to warm the engine, to launder our thoughts through a flickering screen of cells, to give our last remaining questions the dignity of heat, a name, and color– to work them over day after day from within these visceral bindings, pressing against them and metabolizing them and hoping they’ll somehow end up different than they once were. The mind takes a peek out, intrepid, eager as a hunter, giddy with the leathered […]
In the inky darkness of the void, beneath a tender moon, a door cracks open, and perfect quiet spills out to form a shadow… A moth appears– wings a-flicker from the very first, as if it has been curiously darting to and fro for quite some time, and the door has appeared of its own volition. To be polite. To show the way. The weaving gray feather is hardly more than a tickle upon an […]
A cardboard tube can make all the difference, and I’ll tell you how. Walking through a flavor of solitude in which I find myself sometimes, covering my face to ward off the trace of distant putrefaction, and squinting into the heat to see if my suspicion is correct about the horizon stockpiling behind its dusty curvature all the sad carcasses not fortunate enough to receive a proper burial– I’m wheezing in the fumes of my […]
Embracing Forever 