An index of metals (a poem)

Inspired by the Fripp & Eno piece, included on their album Evening Star. Feedback manifest as cobalt sits at the edge of the soundstage pulling at the ear the head bends in response Vibrato ripples through the alchemist’s solution unhindered by the fallibility of his reasoning Time warps to a crawl The scraping you hear is the [...]

Vignettes (a poem)

A series of vignettes on this early morning… I The city lingers in my mind a ghost in search of a metaphor Even a bad one will do— the identity doesn’t care what it is as long as it exists In the meantime it is protected II I once drew the eight of diamonds but [...]