Monthly Archives: July 2014


stacked high as smokestacks

stuffed to the gills

ready to crash

like stock markets.


Drink the sea salty. Taste

the crash and crush of ten thousand shimmering

droplets exploding up from each rock

to a two-second diamond mist.

Dance to the sea’s call. Listen

to deep thunder rumble, to each

cormorant cry and eagle sneer at your


Startle a bathing beaver. See it glare at you

from washing paws before it dashes down

between the rocks and salt

out of sight.

Carry a starfish. Feel spiny scale

stubs rub your finger. Grab hard

to barnacles and regret it.

Gag after a boot is lifted from

muck. Smell the loamy stink

mixed with sun-rotted seaweed

and bird shit, but imagine

how much you’ll miss it.

Just one more hill, guys.
You lying son of a bitch.
Will this ever end?

Everyone’s my friend,
Riding for two hundred miles.
Suffering as one.

Pedal, pedal, coast,
Over endless sunny roads.
The wind does nothing.

I’m a winner now.
With a green badge to prove it.
And everything hurts.

“There was a woman, first time I’d found someone who was truly alive.  She was…

the part of me I’d lost somewhere, the part

that was… Ordinary. The kind of beautiful, dangerous ordinary

that you just can’t leave alone.

Like an angel from the underworld. Or a devil from Paradise.”


“What are going to do, just throw your life away like it was nothing?

You told me once to forget the past, cause it doesn’t matter, but you’re the one

still tied to the past. The past is the past and the future is the future.

Does it really matter? Or do we just think it does?”


“I’m not going there to die. I’m going to find out if I’m really alive.

I’ve been seeing the past in one eye and the present in the other. Like

I was watching a dream I could never wake up from.

Life is just a cycle of starts and stops. There are ends

we don’t desire, but they’re inevitable, we have to face them.

It’s what being human is all about. Whatever happens, happens.”


“Hello, gentlemen. I have come to take your lives.

Do not fear death. Death is always at our side. When we show fear, it jumps

faster than light, but if we do not show fear, it guides us into infinity…

The same blood runs through both of us. The blood of a beast

who wanders, hunting for the blood of others.  Hunger is the best spice they say.”


“You know the first rule of combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.”