THINK HIROO ONODA MEETS PEACOCK HILL

my lizard brain engages

  in a
    kind of
      reflex rearguard action

  i am sure
    it thinks is
      suitably vainglorious*

  when
    i
      wave
        the white flag of surrender

  in
    the
      battle sleep has become

* think hiroo onoda 

  meets peacock hill 

THURSDAY POPS AGAIN

THE GOOD FIGHT

i
am

performance art

unobserved

outsider immaculate

winning
winning
winning

the only battle
there is



DID YOU ?

did
you
ever
come out of
a voting booth

and
feel
like
youd
done

anything at all ?



BEFORE BREAKFAST

dreams spill

spill over

watch out tho

if they 
dont die

before breakfast

from theguardian.com

STAR WARS

somethings changed in the old ether

a
demarcation
agreement
is
signed
in
the star dust
with the heart blood of old wounds
and
the
weird and fierce battle
on
the 
terminator lines
is
a
cold
war
now
as reality skydives in the supermarket
and
solidifies in black winter streets
with
silent action
and
scribbled activity