Onward, upward, greener [redder] grasstures.
June 28, 2017
Radical recurrences & rancorous requests raze my daze.
June 28, 2017
I really hope this is well-received. I really hope there's some sort of reprieve.
June 26, 2017
Shadows frighten what one oughtn't be gripping (that thing before/hind you).
June 25, 2017
On the Clickity-clack Express it's clear I'm always under duress, unless I forget.
June 24, 2017
Running up that [mountainous-outcropping] because there is none of this that's stopping.
June 24, 2017
Setting, settling; still seething as I barely breathe.
June 20, 2017
Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.
June 19, 2017
Tales of old springing forth underlying dissatisfaction with current states of being.
June 18-19, 2017
Flitter like tittertatter trying to breathe while working, like a mad hatter; the outofbreath feeling rising from recursive reforgettings (or their resemblances).
June 17-18, 2017
Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).
June 17, 2017
Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.
June 17, 2017
Don't ask me why, but I feel we're about to cry trying.
June 17, 2017
It's time the times met each other over & over.
June 16, 2017
Strings together what's strung together (please use yr tether).
June 13, 2017
Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.
June 13, 2017
Still it's really tall. Still it's really floundering/falling/fading.
June 13, 2017
Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.
June 9-10, 2017
Something I know or something I was told? When something scalding translates something to behold.
June 9, 2017
Centrist revelations abound among repetitions & revisitings.
June 9, 2017
This cacophony runs over me, over everything I see, everything I want to see: it's me.
June 3-4, 2017
Hiding inside&out, writhing about, taken out&in.
May 29, 2017
Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in sight.
May 25, 2017
(Some of us) Still run down the same [mental&emotional] streets we revered/reproached/replaced as children.
May 23, 2017
Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.
May 23, 2017
Beyond all human restraint lies one's lugubrious layers of paint.
March 23, 2017
Steadily reading while/becomes treading into murky waters.
March 21, 2017
Lines align during acclimated apexes, shadowy vertices, & bright burrows.
March 15, 2017
Wax & wane until there is naught but boring pain.
March 15, 2017
Trite, closed memories flagrantly bleed into profuse openings mixed & held together by retaliatory colorations & obfuscations.
March 6, 2017
Platitudes begin @ peaks then rapidly descend & dismantle in order to ascend more acutely until they repeatedly & successively overwhelm.
March 4, 2017
Time plods along in spattered irregularities as anger and depression coalesce in confusing amalgamations.
March 3, 2017
Warning: this video involves frequent strobing.
February 22, 2017
Lights flicker & fade as focus shifts from artificial to natural light, ending on a second artificial light speeding thru the blackened miasma of the night sky.
February 17, 2017
A 'reversal' of Jean-Léon Gérôme's 1872 painting Pollice Verso.
February 12, 2017
