Saturday, December 17, 2011

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Hana (花, flower)





In the town of Kowata,
There were horses
to hire,
But I loved you so much
I walked barefoot all the
way.

-Twenty Plays of the Nō Theatre

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Blackwater Woods



To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things
to love what is mortal;
to hold it


against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.


Mary Oliver

Friday, October 21, 2011

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Sweetest kill


Raw



I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.

-Charles Bukowski

Thursday, July 7, 2011

All or Nothing




“ If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery—isolation.
Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it.
And, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter.
It’s the only good fight there is."
— Charles Bukowski

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Monday, May 30, 2011

Nick Knight



What She Was Wearing



this is my suicide dress
she told him
I only wear it on days
when I’m afraid
I might kill myself
if I don’t wear it

you’ve been wearing it
every day since we met
he said

and these are my arson gloves

so you don’t set fire to something?
he asked

exactly

and this is my terrorism lipstick
my assault and battery eyeliner
my armed robbery boots

I’d like to undress you he said
but would that make me an accomplice?

and today she said I’m wearing
my infidelity underwear
so don’t get any ideas

and she put on her nervous breakdown hat
and walked out the door

Denver Butson

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Lost In Translation


Can you keep a secret?
I'm trying to organize a prison break. I'm looking for, an accomplice. We have to first get out of this bar, then the hotel, then the city, and then the country.
Are you in or you out?

Tomohide Ikeya








Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Splashing



Dumb,
Jesus Christ,
some people are so dumb.
You can hear them
splashing around
in their dumbness
as their eyes
look out of their
heads.
They have
most of their
parts: hands, feet,
ears, legs, elbows,
intestines, fingernails,
noses and so
forth
but
there’s nothing
there.
Yet
they are able to
speak,
form sentences -
but what
comes out
of their mouths
are the stalest
concepts, the most,
warped beliefs.
They are the repository
of all the obvious
stupidities
they have
stuffed
themselves
with.
And it hurts me
to
look at them
to
listen to them,
I want to
run and hide
I want to
escape their engulfing
nullity.

There is no
horror movie
worse,
no murder
as
unsolved


but
the world
goes on
and
they
go on


dumbly
slamming
my guts to
pieces.


-Charles Bukowski

Saturday, May 7, 2011