2022 - 30



who is to say that we
did not all die already
and all that remains is
stardust and light shards

but i guess that would be
what the crazy people say
the ones we ridicule
as uninformed

it is all a matter
of equilibrium and
how well we balance scales
physical and metaphorical

after all, the culture you
have created is extremely
specific and exclusive
sensitive and superior


The Camaraderie of Incredulous People

 The Camaraderie of Incredulous People

Today I am a fifty-seven-year-old half-black filipino jew male
living in the united states of america — he/him hee/haw har/har

It is the year 2022 and my country world has revealed itself
to be a failed nation planet deserving only of itself
I exist on oatmeal, coffee, tea, and index cards
I see through the knots in the knots

I exist on the blood and sweat of the youth
and on the backs and graves of ancestors


Middlespace Kingdom


There’s a dude I’ve recently noticed in the area. Sometimes sleeping sitting upright in Starbucks, sometimes hanging outside Panera Bread. But never bothering anybody. Not a peep. Not a second glance. It appears as if he has no place to stay and his stuff is meticulously sectioned into a shopping cart. He smartly stays a good one block buffer from anything residential. He is safely existing under our safe haven umbrella. He knows. He can’t even raise a voice or talk back to anyone or he’d be sent. He has to be safe. He has to fit in and be unproblematic. We’ve always had the unhoused in our midst. Always. But very few get to stay for too long. Goddamn, do I feel for the man, these people. This very well could be any of us. I have so much empathy but…what on earth can I do, slip them twenties? The bad people say, run them out of town. The good people say fund the support services. Nobody says buy them a sandwich or a cup of coffee. But what could I do? I’m just trying to survive too. So, I always make eye contact and I say hello with this gentleman. No disrespect. He knows very well I can’t do anything for him but maybe he appreciates the earnest hello. He has seen it all. He sees it all.




2022 - 28


La Rosas Para Tu Mama

La Rosas Para Tu Mama
9:13 para auriculares y cacao

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This horrible side of me
borne of traumas ancient
and mostly self-imposed
is not the side I ever intended
to be in the documentary

A brand so well conceived
and performed that the
bit was bought long ago
when it was off off Broadway
featuring unknowns for scale

Old like the poetic trope
about life being some sort
of maze that one must
navigate in order to survive
this burning garbage barge

As with many amputees
there remains a keen
sensation of the missing
pieces feeling exactly as
they always should


Field Mowing Day 2022 (October 04, 2022)

the things people
make precious so
that they can
create self identity

for me it
was always making
myself precious first
despite other considerations

i’m the hero
in this story
not focused on
my own greatness

the world will
discover and bear
witness in the
shadows of masters


Field Mowing Day 2022 (October 04, 2022)


Field Mowing Day 2022 (October 04, 2022)

corners and edges

reassessing all notions

taking peeks from peaks

discover meaning

from your important people


nothing is special

i am not a fun person

these are some lessons

finding powers in

giving all powers away

is so powerful

just who are these people

and how did they get this way

i often wonder


Field Mowing Day 2022 (October 04, 2022)


Field Mowing Day 2022 (October 04, 2022)


Field Mowing Day
and nights filled by
darkness ever increasing

Slides only go downward
because physics and such
it is easier that way

All dimensions torn into two
because that is exactly what
field mowing is all about

The explorations and
reconciliations of all the
thresholds and boundaries