Gratitude

Green Man

Easter Eggs II

Bugs II: Easter

Easter Eggs

Algonquin Dell

Bugs: Easter

Saint Isidore's Garden

Chimney Rocks

Implementarium

Cowz '06

Altoona, PA

Worm Toastules

Crustulus Dustulus

Screaltabs

Catoctin Forest

Gamelands

Spring Ruts

Still Life with Lichen

Chimera

Technopolis

E.M.U.

Contortionism

Reality schmeeality
porky pick a pie
crab a black crow
melt your money in the dough
pillsbury punks
cripple the preacher's word:
"Nothing is as it was before
Death is not a liar
Life alone a beacon in utter pitch blank and void
a candle whose fire will not dim.
God, a dealer of cards
catch them as they fall
and coil 'round the dice once more."

Serpentine rounds
better to drown...
better for the snake to bite
to deliver the frosty venom
and sink like a tarpoon
into flesh,
flesh screaming,
stinking pigs in a field.
Sacred cows whose glassy eyes
reflect my love...

Ticking, ticking
ripping the calendar page
slipping greasy serpent time.
Wild flurry of leaves clatter, turn and assail me,
distant whisper of symphony
in my waxchoked ears.

Finer thoughts of beauty like powder drifts
my head spins from its socket.
Mutilated mushrooms witness
man's mahine slaughter
in the cool wet grass.

I alone shoulder the mountainous crime,
harbor the guilt and smile
on the leaf wet streets of late October.
Pantry girl's breasty bestial dance,
Halloween's candy choked children,
the dead,
the glaring moon
Lights the mist in the field.