1995 Early Coffee, Late Coffee-Early Coffee, Late Coffee There was a murder at the coffee house, So they buried him in brown beans, And everyone was screaming for a mouse, To come around passing out caffeine, With all the victims guilty and all the …Continue reading →
1995 Hot With Blemishes in May-Hot with Blemishes in May I believe that I misunderstood the question, Reversal. Speak of the devil, Listen of the God, the motion of Mass. I am surrounded by nothing, but the time is now short. Infinity so quick. I …Continue reading →
1995 Praise-Praise A big, fat, poem With big, fat, adjectives Flew in with buttered turkey wings, And sat on my head. Look at the form! The meter and the prose! It could only be pleasing, To them this and those, Choking …Continue reading →
1995 The Siege-Siege, the Where is the punch line? Where am I? On a ball of dirt? Floating in the sky? WE ARE SURROUNDED. The clouds have us under siege. As of yet, we do not know why, But still, they let …Continue reading →
1995 Updating My Poop-Updating my poop I blink when I think of it. It seems that it should have been cold cause I could see so many stars. Not that I ever paid attention to stars, mind you. Anything I see with …Continue reading →
1996 Choice-Choice We visit the item. We visit the machine. The lackey savant. The mechanical being. Reference and file. The subject and its slot. Our pace and our function. It’s blue, it’s gray, it’s a box. Package personality. (male) Mail order …Continue reading →
1996 Guest Check-Guest Check Fliscshell nicks Log, Tumbler freekdom, Knotted frog of twisted, Eye of Doggeral Bastard Names and pumpernickel, pipe dreams and pleasantly, Finished larks, and red, Herring understatements, Feeding off the this’s and that’s, And dexterities weak hold. Hark, yonder …Continue reading →
1996 More Cheap Angst-More cheap angst No great emotions, no great thoughts. A few scattered devotions, lying about with the records I’ve bought. And this generation, to define what it is, And this nation going to the pits, I will follow the generation’s …Continue reading →
1996 On Town and Bar-On Town and Bar sexy stinky the rattle of rubber bones sashay, she’s winking Rembrandt could not improve upon those legs Powerless, the old man is on a boy’s whim. The whiskey drinks the man Under the table, Ah, but …Continue reading →
1996 SEE!-SEE! Salvation is a one handed creature?! The mystery remains whether ‘tis right or left! It functions easily? It fits into your pocket!? Salvation is cheap? It fits in the palm of your hand! Advertise Salvation?! Laying out our plan. …Continue reading →
1996 The Argument-The Argument Underline your anger De-emphasize the cause Someone is stuttering to glory In this they are cleaning out their mouth Ferocity sizzles as it lingers Stretching your tongue down to the ground It has taken to new heights the …Continue reading →
1996 The Wizard & the King Excerpt-One particular time that they took these potions it happened to be the waning time of the year, and the moon had nearly finished taking off her black clothes. The trees had dressed in their most extravagant funeral garb, and …Continue reading →
1997 A Below the Conscience Orchestration-A below the conscience orchestration Interested thinger Gongs Goings on around Papery Gentle folk robber’s buttercup nightmare babe (eat ree nuts) Give me a roadblock Give me a dark chasm of thought And I will untie your shoe I …Continue reading →
1997 Complete Amazement-My god your deodorant is fascinating. I am perplexed by its depth. Its scent makes the most perfect sense (olf.). Its sublime wit puts a bulge in my pants. All women are becoming green. All men are becoming brown. This …Continue reading →
1997 Curse-curse I am weak I may not move a muscle For each muscle speaks Nervous, and I am needy I am a freak Can’t see, where am I bleeding There is no punctuation In what I am saying There is …Continue reading →
1997 LSD in Mesa Arizona-LSD in Mesa, Arizona Eggs across the cement And Legs and feet in proper placement Adds Blatant yolk too toe harassment Nonsense. Ridiculous nonsense. Creatively ridiculous nonsense though. Shuffle and walk Shuffle and walk Tinker in thought Shuffle a lot …Continue reading →
1997 More fucking teen angst, god…-More fucking teen angst, god. I coast into the flaring nostrils of a wild German horse, only to find my mother’s crutch, my sister’s blush, and my brother’s bald spot. Nevermind. Insert: Ode to an uphill struggle; I have nothing …Continue reading →
1997 Return of Messiah Excerpt-Chapter dfhgospgjiks45+vgn And so there was a dead man in the bathroom at the grocery store. Breakfast of whole wheat bread, an entire loaf, a raw potato and an orange. Cleanliness is next to godliness, and not every supermarket …Continue reading →
1997 Song-Song Service with a smile Follow the parade Is everybody happy? I’m not afraid To make everybody happy I will clap my hands gently in your ear, To remind you of your tribes And we will all wear crafted medallions …Continue reading →
1997 Talk.-Talk. Consume conversation Eating up the words Licking off your fingers The sticky nouns and verbs Swan dive into conjecture Back flip on the innuendo Dancing with our lectures Making silly putty of the words Put your finger on your …Continue reading →
1997 The Myriad of Symptoms-The Myriad of Symptoms As I attempt to define the lack of purpose and define the function of the human form I come to an understanding of the advertisement, its affection always close and always warm. When do-gooders talk about …Continue reading →
1997 This Pissed Her Off-This pissed her off young restless idiots fishing for souls along the unnamed avenues in the unnamed city in the unnamed country with the blinding lights that make you squint. Whether or not to do drugs. And if so, what …Continue reading →
1997 Waxing Pot Poetic-Waxing pot poetic I wanna quit smoking meat. Because everyone should be skinny. And understanding of me. Everybody should do the same thing. So I can use less jokes. Would you like to buy my house. I forgot that I …Continue reading →
1997 You…-You…. Here are the directions to get here if you are Superman. You glide over the city at dusk, the incandescent bronze street lamps making love to the hazy polluted blue sky below you. Your sense of direction, as …Continue reading →
1997 Youth Asks-people I’ve had sex with those occasional occupations those half hazard penetrations those that defy explanation I’ve run into some recently They do not seem to see me Exchange half-hearted glances Little emotional dances Apparently things change It seems things …Continue reading →
1998 Another Boring Couch Seshin-Another boring couch seshin Plant dirt yellow meter line window coffee couch ashtray concrete leaf wooden chair imprints garbage magazine division of sanitation paint blue cookie pretzel shutter shudder stain butter kelp kiwi curtains clutter stable stand uptown rental properties …Continue reading →
1998 At This Point-At this point At this point I would like to remind the reader that they too will die. And that I have no room. And that maybe if they die, I might get myself a little more rrrrrrooom. And deeper, …Continue reading →
1998 Death-Death Time is sleeping A worthless rest Keeping awake The hand feels weak The head is heavy The pillow speaks Tells tales of mumble Tells tales of stutter Slipping ideal under Finding solace boring Eat fluff is chewy A tongue …Continue reading →
1998 Everything is About Me-Everything is about me I’ve got lots of problems see, No big discipline, no big speak, Hollow and weak freak, Which cleans my mouth, scars my face, Up in the attic sub-conscience waits, Free free free freak, I stand for …Continue reading →
1998 Filler-Filler Tasteless flick of the paranoid boxer folds in half beside the bed of the hunted dog understanding two hands open fist offer a saltine cracker to the starving glass of water behind behind emotion is anger god is not …Continue reading →
1998 Fuck Poetry-I fucking hate poetry Fuck fucking this poetry Absolute crap bullshit whining Vitriol filth mind mining weak reflections on a bland life Of stupidity as if the poet was special, As if this shit was a fucking art like Knives, …Continue reading →
1998 Newtext-New text. February 28th, 1998. New word processor. Brand new, piece of shit right out of the box. Prints in ten different colors all derived from only two shades of shit brown. I will pour into it the little pink …Continue reading →
1998 Newtext Excerpt-Newtext New text. February 28th, 1998. New word processor. Brand new, piece of shit right out of the box. Prints in ten different colors all derived from only two shades of shit brown. I will pour into it the little …Continue reading →
1998 NT Pupils-NT Pupils What about the near eloquence of the fugitive behind the figure she asked and then I smacked her pupils with mouth tears and tore off her clothes with words. As if I wanted to fuck her. As if …Continue reading →
1998 Peace-peace. I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck …Continue reading →
1998 Poop Poop-Poop Poop poop in your head poop in your butter poop in your soul poop behind the uptake poop in matrimony to dish soap poop in forward motion poop on the ashtray of godd poop around the corners in synchronization …Continue reading →
1998 Prester John-Prester John… Here there is giggling, The expounding of a plot, Will you make some mistake and point to me? Open our selves to being blocked? …Continue reading →
1998 Tic Tac Toe Excerpt-Game Four X: You give me less than I give you. O: Is it necessary that we give each other the same amount? X: No. But it should be compulsory. O: Maybe you’re just not receiving what I’m giving you. …Continue reading →
1998 Tired-Tired, tired, world, go to sleep, you’re just making it harder on yourself. Bouncing fucking bubbles I swear to god. Isolated interpretations of isolated experience. Bouncing up against other isolated interpretations of isolated experience. Sometimes quite rapidly. Experiencing, in isolation, …Continue reading →
1998 Write a Poem-Write a Poem Write a poem Write a poem with words Write a poem with words that people can relate to Write a heartfelt poem with lucid, bordering on dubious language Write a poem with an appealing wit and intellect …Continue reading →
1999 Answer to the Question-Answer to the question Answer to the question of thoroughfare. Click. America loves her sense of growth. And what. Stale tables beneath my typed massages, and I’m looking out the window, no, door, and there presented to me in that …Continue reading →
1999 Answer to the Question Excerpt-Answer to the question A & B: Answer to the question of thoroughfare. Click. America loves her sense of growth. And what. Stale tables beneath my typed massages, and I’m looking out the window, no, door, and there presented to …Continue reading →
1999 Father’s Day-Father’s Day Where the man beats his child, The child will eventually beat the man. Where the man works hard and long, The child will relax and be at ease. Where the man is ignorant and callous, The child will …Continue reading →
1999 Important Tax Information-Important tax Information: My grip it slips like no other, like flowers on an infants lips, my grip it slips, I come to claim my reward. My cigarette seems bothered while on an infants lips, I come I come to …Continue reading →
1999 Jiminy Crickets-Jiminy Crickets Something comes from my mouth, It seems to have an especial purpose, It’s got a mean look in its eye, Get your ears out of town, Speaking in tongues… My tongue is burning… My tongue has holes in …Continue reading →
1999 Thank You-Thank You Measurements, the destruction, distinction of my mind, And thank you most of all, Mr. Television, for the gift of an enemy. Thank you Mr. Television for fucking my asshole raw with your limp dick ideologies and warping my …Continue reading →
1999 The Exampled Preached-The Exampled Preached I must say nothing with words, Only with movement will I speak, I will be so subtle that you will not notice, I will be ordinary implicit & implied, But with every true movement, day or night, …Continue reading →
1999 The Liminal Zone-Speech from the performance piece, The Liminal Zone, first performed at the Southgate house in Newport Kentucky, New Year’s Eve 1999, with Holly Price and Mike Dimaria Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to a visual discussion of the Liminal …Continue reading →
1999 The Rub-Rub All the quiet people, they begin to speak up Release their attention, express their opinion Timing it to reveal, they are the real majority They are the real Mc’Coy, he’s not saying anything He keeps it all in, no …Continue reading →
1999 Useless Crap; Poems & Thoughts 1995 to 1999-Misanthropic fever dreams. Probably won’t change your life. Might make you laugh, smile, or commiserate. Best read out loud on the toilet. Available in digital format and paperback.
2000 A.I.-Ai? I kiss the moon, And he says, “Stop kissing me you fucking cock, I’m just a rock”. So I say, “heh”. “I don’t care what the frag you are a star? A white walled tire? The negative of …Continue reading →
2000 Confession-Father, it’s been four hundred and fifty seven years since my last confession. I’ve sinned much. I’ve masturbated countless times and on occasion to images so perverted, disgusting, and horrible that they are unmentionable. I’ve been envious, jealous, and mean …Continue reading →
2000 Excerpt 17 FLotFotL-OK so let me thoroughly describe what it’s like to make love to someone whom one detests. They come over and while they’re in transit and you know they’re coming you tell yourself over and over again ‘I will not …Continue reading →
2000 HDT (Cincinnati)-Cincinnati would be more exciting if it was just a little bit warmer. It has the proper humidity for being a swanky town, it has the right sort of architecture. Red brick row houses in decrepit condition built on hills …Continue reading →
2000 Not My Type-Maybe the thick of the fog will suffuse with our transparent solid knob of narcissism. Maybe our reflection will vomit flies and scraps of meat into our face. Maybe our flatulence will become a turtle, and outlive our outlandish cooking. …Continue reading →
2000 Pimples-You know pimples are really very powerful signals, signs, and omens. The process by which they operate from mark to swelling to explosion-release and scar is so reminiscent of action movies, orgasms, and pop songs. I get them where they …Continue reading →
2000 The Sadness of Eating Grapes-Whatever the fuck you make me to say. I am the insidious figment of your imagination. I am pepsi cola, you are coca cola, everything else is blood. Everything else is blood. You are completely full of shit. Suck my …Continue reading →
2000 The Understatements-The Understatements I get into your lisp Forget what you said Understatement of the year Speaking water, hearing bread In the game of the gaze We speak not of defecation We must celebrate We defend so recklessly She is the …Continue reading →
2000 Trying to Meat a Girl-Trying to meat a girl Brink, boredom from the look The look from the boredom, a wink Inquire, thrown out the words Hit the floor and wait, perspire Sick, embattled belabored Over and over again, slow Failure, has thou eaten …Continue reading →
2001 It’s Cute with Beef-It’s cute with beef Let’s come together and be one In saying something stupid Let’s let our hugs outweigh our words The warmth and fuzziness, a protective fur The freedom that agreement lets you feel Feels itself to be real, …Continue reading →
2001 Mob & Numb (opening scene)-Weird keyboard music plays. There are sounds of men yelling and things crashing. Lights come up on two curtains pushed inward meeting at a 120 degree angle center stage, where there is a toilet. On both sides at eye level …Continue reading →
2001 Mob of Numb Excerpt-Mob of Numb Mob was an Employee of Numb Inc. for fifteen years. Numb Inc. was a Dopamine bar down on West Eighth and Spine. Spine went straight to Uptown Needless Dives on Tuesdays, Saturdays and Mondays at nine …Continue reading →
2001 Motion-Motion My motion is strange my money is on the matter my matter is the key the situation is flattered my motion is me my motion is named my master is keen I follow the latter the latter is mean …Continue reading →
2001 Norton’s Anthology-The Norton anthology of American literature states, and I quote, fuck you, go to hell. What’s the matter with you? I will be your shadow and that is the sentimental and romantic truth isn’t it. That is the point wherein …Continue reading →
2001 Nothing Happened-I wake up to the general humming and the world crashes into me as I fall up to it, I am a floater in the philosopher’s drink. I am a drinking fountain next to the pool. I am a chair …Continue reading →
2001 Point Beside It-And then there was this point beside it; And beside the point lying on the ground was this huge thing.. power itself to behold, orange, and the size of a grapefruit. As a matter of fact, it was a grapefruit. …Continue reading →
2001 Short Not Stories: 1996-2001-Theatrical, thoughtful, and mind bending short stories and essays. Primarily useful for being found 100 years from now and turned into a smash hit on a virtual reality holographic cable channel. Available in digital format and paperback.
2001 Thighs-Art for fuck’s sake sanctioned as purity. Well what if everything fell apart. Would. There. Be. Tacos. Knock. Nigh. Needle high, and high needles. Needless. Ned and his. Needless needles. Neither. Nigh. Knock. No. Membrane sandwich. Remembering which land we …Continue reading →
2002 99-99% of art is a useless lie, a sick leftover side effect of the 17th century notion of the artist as something more than an artisan, as more than a worker, as more than a blue collar fuck, brought about …Continue reading →
2002 Civilization-Civilization is the grime on my teeth. In civilization desires are like grains of sand. Lying about on the floor over there is the want of a new couch. Behind that book hides the wish for a better nose. Floating …Continue reading →
2002 Floating Listlessly on the Fat of the Land-The journal of a Citizen of American Empire just after the turn of the 21st century devolving into the prose of madness, disillusionment, hallucinogenic and sexual escapades of poetry, alcohol, drugs, and beauty as he grapples with the absurdity of …Continue reading →
2002 More Poop-There once was a poop. And in this poop everything stood still, as if concrete blooded itself, or rather blood concreted itself. The aqua-ducts flooded with concrete poop to still the very soul of nothing reading bridges of the solid …Continue reading →
2002 Reminder Art-Remind me of what I want to be. No more illustrative descriptions of what is wrong. I want to be a cricket forever. Remembering that brain chill in those quick moments when you realize death and that you end. …Continue reading →
2002 Resume-I want to be an Actor. I want to be a producer. I want to be a writer. I want to be a costume designer. I want to be a director. I want to be a dancer. I want to …Continue reading →
2002 Sexualized Boredom-I had my fingers in a girl’s cunt for three minutes today, but other than that all day I was convoluted, distracted, and dreamy. God is in the quick of my nails I keeping biting to get to. I fart …Continue reading →
2002 The Leper & the Dragon Excerpt-Leper: This sick fucking expression, the worship of expression. We eat ourselves whole in cleverness for subtlety stretching our emotional scars over conversational bones handed to us by our parents, our dinner plates, our rat-a-tat-tat channel flipping nightmares converted by …Continue reading →
2002 Wisdom-Wisdom There is milk in my shoe. The trashcan has not yet moved. A chair with two legs is really a broken ladder. A computer is empty when the power is out. Three monkeys and the Jones boy have pondered …Continue reading →
2003 ‘A Beautiful Woman’ excerpt: Last Dreams-Last Dreams; And what was underneath the beautiful women and the empty worthlessness which vomited itself up to meet her from the heart of the Job who lies dying; a fundamental distrust of life, a fundamental fear of living, a …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman (Second Edition)-Novelist Roesing Ape’s first book for Chapultepec Press reveals Kentucky’s most-beloved son, Job, consecrating 400 acres of pine cones and leaves with all that he has. A Beautiful Woman is a true Odysseus tale of one man’s visceral struggle to …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Ancestry/Forest Microwave-I am descended of slave owners and racists. I was born and raised in the sacred hunting grounds of Can-Tuc-Kee, washed clean with the blood of pregnant squaws and forsaken braves, all guilt made to dust with centuries. Legend has …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Bit o’ Bliss-And Job dreamt of bliss, and it was purple and green and blue and fuzzy like a fucking care-bear. And it was always setting, and yet never ending. Achieving always, it was. And the bliss was cream-colored fear, rather than …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Can I?-All was mist and water lapping, and Job dreamt, for what else was there to do? And so Job dreamt of the absence of the beautiful women, and these words rang in his dreaming and dream-lobed ears; Can I vomit …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Corporate Dick-Men spoke to him. About other men. They cursed a lot and all that he could see was their mouths moving. Thin masculine lips each trying to improve upon the size of its naturally allocated cock. Tales of adventure and …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Cup & Slipper-As he drifted off he heard the rain pattering on the roof like baby food. All that money wasted on birth control pills. He dreamt of cold steel rubbing him, and chanting Ohm chakras and executing aerobatic flips and wiggles. …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Dying Sucks-Job was dying, slowly but surely. Job didn’t have any ears. In the place of one ear there was a nicely carved sliver of cartilage sloping up towards the back of his head. There was still some blood caked there, …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Forgot Remember-This would be a dream he wouldn’t remember. He dreamt of yellow teeth, faded that way like the ceiling of a good centenarian bar in the late twentieth century. Yellow like golden sun. Yellow like wildflower stains on a little …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Going Forward-Going Forward; The weight of the foot, pulled gently up by the contraction of thousands upon thousands of minuscule microscopic little round cells of muscle, angled delicately by the concoction of curves and bone and cartilage spherically rotating in mystical …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Hot Chocklet-This time it came in through his nostrils like a burglar through an unlatched window in the dead of night, this hot chocolate demon. On horses of sugar through long tinseled licorice grass it strode and became a ‘they’ of …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Intro-3; Job is walking along the brook on a sunny and feathery brisk fall day. Late afternoon, middle class fucks would pay for the sound the brook makes free for the dirt to hear, chirping along its rocky, green, and …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – More Harm Than Good-Oh shit, he had done more harm than good. He was running through a field of ping pong tables cluttered with suburban virginity and noses with little moles on them beckoning cutely at the centers of his eyes. Giggles and …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Pinky Symmetry-He awoke in a dark mixture of pressures, textures and temperatures and light which his mind went on to describe as a cold puddle of water on a clear starry night in a forest. Right quick he felt a pain …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Pounding-I was walking down the street when the pounding started, out of a glistening new car door, with animal shapes and shadows, sizes. It wouldn’t have to poke through, for that was the end of it right there, a brand …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Sky Says-His jaw jutted before him, was his leader and master and hope. He walked among fields of school desk legs sprouting fresh and green out of the rolling grassy hills, he looked for and weeded from among them thin strips …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – This Time a Train-This time he was on a train; he had never actually been on a train, so it was completely imaginary. Everybody had their own booth and played video games, but the booths were picture-taking booths, so they would take quarters …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Tongue Scab Dream-And then Job really fell asleep again. He was directing a movie. Or what appeared to be a movie and no one could understand him because he had replaced his missing tongue with a flat wooden stick. The stick tasted …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Against a Tree-All this felt like a bad reputation, this walking back to the stream. It felt like an irreversible fault, a bad dream, a bum deal, a real lemon of suck. It felt like he had no friends as the brook …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Dog’s Leg Night-You see I need to find a way through the cold dark night. You see coffee might not do it, and plus I don’t have any coffee. Pot would make me sleepy. The skin that slides greasily over the knuckles …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Ear Kong Dandruff-He approached softly the fridge’s barbed wire marking line in the next morning’s early light. He touched softly the barbed wire, finding its tightness and its slack. He touched softly a broken-off string of it, tugging motherly it up from …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Emasculation-Job had meant to cut off his penis. He had actually been looking forward to this event for quite some time, and it had required the greatest of efforts to keep from doing it much sooner. He had read in …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Slut and Caramel-That night Job dreamed of rivers of blood tinkling slowly from all parts of his body as if he was the center sea of a red watered domain. His soul the firmament, his body the matter of which all was …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Spinning-Job was floating in the early dawn of the last day of his life. He had been wakened by a snag of drifting dead root which had pinned him to the bank. It had taken fifteen minutes and some of …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Sycophant Moon-The moon is now our sycophant, and the earth our omnipotent sleeping grave. Our shoes the thrones of our feet, our fingers the dreadlocks of our slit wrists. The ashtray our baptismal basin, the smog of cars our aphrodisiac musk. …Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – The Life of Some Men-Job dreamed of open asshole flaring vagina porn. And he dreamed of it very well. They were all pages but they were living, breathing pages. Sticky crackles of a dim light reflected off their magazine flesh, but they breathed and …Continue reading →
2003 An Old Man-I’m already an old man or I once was an old man and I’ve just recently remembered. As it is my memory grows more with each passing day about being old and bald and fat and tired and my back …Continue reading →
2003 Anthropology Class-I skip. Into Anthropology class. I haven’t been here in three weeks. I got a D on the test. I’m not fairing too well. S’okay though, everyone in here has green fluorescent ooze dribbling out of their foreheads. Night class …Continue reading →
2003 Diaboli Ex Machina Excerpt-Diaboli Ex Machina Act 1 Scene 1 [In this play, every character should be of a different ethnicity. Maybe even with thick accents. Scene opens on a jagged wall running the length of the stage (upstage) in front of which …Continue reading →
2003 Eat My Shit-Eat my shit. Fuck you. Suck my cock. Take a flying fuck at a brick wall. Fuck you. You piece of shit fucking cunt son of a bitch. Fucking die you cock sucking mother fucker shit wad dip fuck nut …Continue reading →
2003 Infinity Balls-Balls: Infinity in every direction: if infinity, then all things that happen or are, happen and repeat an infinite number of times. Else; Infinite variety is the rule. Basic laws and repeated patterns in form on any level of the …Continue reading →
2003 Limitation-My pointlessness used to be a pleasing part of me. I reveled in the aimless idiocy of all things created. The blind throbbing mass of all squirting its ecclesiastical orgasmic fluid like flame into the all of the universe. Age …Continue reading →
2003 No Really, I’m Not a Robot-No really, I’m not a robot Automation: There forms a natural hierarchy of all possible mates designated by personal and physical qualities and oddities, a flip of the hair, the un-conscience drop of ‘dude’ and ‘like’ and it becomes not …Continue reading →
2003 Repeat Myself Excerpt-Repeat Myself Modeled after Arabic and Persian call and response prayers. Each line should begin just before the previous one has ended – no space between call and response. First performed at the Cincinnati Contemporary Dance Theatre in 2003 with …Continue reading →
2003 REPEAT REPEAT-Plays, one acts, plot elevations, and monologues, some performed live, some not, detailing an anti-traditional study of drama at the turn of the 21st century. Available in digital format and paperback.
2003 Short Plot Elevation Excerpt-Short Plot Elevation Observer enters stage through audience, looking around, hesitantly opens Box (box as character). Subconscious escapes, runs around frantically feeling everything including Observer. Attaches instinctively to Observer. Protective and giddy. Short one-sided conversation. Unfulfilled, Observer opens Box again. …Continue reading →
2003 Sitwell’s Ashtray Rent Pain-It was a black table about four foot high, beside itself in the joy of holding the ashtray. There wasn’t much around it, it might’ve had pockets, one can’t tell with imbalanced contact lenses. Those screwy doctors. Never can hold …Continue reading →
2003 Warm, Comfortable and Dry-I listen to the intermixtured music of turn of the century descendents of African slaves and the indigenous peoples of South America with an intermixture of envy and ancestral discomfort as I tongue the remnants of cheese crackers saturated with …Continue reading →
2003 What the Hell is There to Write About Anyways-What the hell is there to write about anyways? Suit w/blood, axe w/carcass. One laughing all through. One One One Here This Goes File Our Wrath With The Peace Of Race To Be This Won’t Work This Isn’t Free This …Continue reading →
2003 ‘A Beautiful Woman’ excerpt: Sewers & Descent-As he splashed along the visually diminishing line of water and rock, walking unheeding now through abandoned webs what little there were of them, occasionally he would reach up and grab a leaf, dying, just damp enough with a dunk …Continue reading →
2005 An Apt Description of the Origin-Can I vomit sorrow into my own face. Can I sodomize my self with loss so that my inner sex demon gland is tickled into an orgasm of self loathing. Can I be alone forever, and avoid all tearing but …Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – Acting III Journal 3-To a large extent, modern methods of acting tend to deal with the internal experience, as it was largely ignored before our era. Communicating in archetypes was de facto in western culture for thousands of years. The further back you …Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – Art Hates Democracy-As a historically and by design multicultural nation, cultural policy in the United States has been necessarily enigmatic. One can easily say that in defining the driving policy not only for culture, but for the majority of domestic matters, the …Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – Consolidation-The economic recession in the first few years of the millennium had a profound impact on the health of mid-sized NP cultural organizations – smaller and larger ones were more flexible or better funded and able to survive easier. Although …Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – Final Acting III-The recorded-acted word, as opposed to the live-acting word, lives in its own defined space of premeditation. This is not taking into account the possible visual aspects of the acted word. In a sense the only differences sensually would be …Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – OAC First Impression-I’m always fascinated by arriving at the headquarters of an influential, well known organization that has impacted my daily life indirectly for years and finding an insignificant looking, bland little building from which so much influence flows. It was somehow …Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – What is Culture-To begin a discussion of cultural policy in the United States it is unfortunately necessary to first decide not only what culture is, but what it is when placed next to Policy in the context of the state. That brings …Continue reading →
2008 The Plan-The Plan. This is how I came up with my plan to kill every man, woman and child on this planet. This is how I found a way to destroy all life on earth. And this is how my plan …Continue reading →
2011 Le Bel Homme (The Plan)-Scattered autobiographical rants twisted into fictionalized futures and scathing commentary on the baselines of American life in the early twenty-teens. From this, a gentle plan to destroy all humankind is developed and implemented. Available in digital format and paperback.
2011 Le Bel Homme (The Plan) Excerpt – In the Library-(in the library) THE world around you reflected, or you around the world: the entirety of culture and custom was an overripe fruit, gnat-flies zipped around like vulture drops. The law increased crime; prosperity impoverished, plenty laid waste, increased populations …Continue reading →
2011 Le Bel Homme (The Plan) Excerpt – Intro-(intro) IT began when your nails started rotting and your hair fell out. Your belly distended, and your lungs collapsed into wooden splinters. This is how you discover the secret to destroying human civilization. This is how you find out …Continue reading →
2011 le bel homme excerpt: (information parasite)-(information parasite) TALKING to people is stupid. Unless they already know what you’re going to say, and then it’s just frustrating. The only time it works is when they know what they’d like you to say, and you say it. …Continue reading →
2011 le bel homme excerpt: (piece of shit pizza)-(piece of shit pizza) YOU and the world were totally fucked, but it had come on slow and all-of-the-sudden hadn’t happened just yet. One day you went to an Italian restaurant on your way to a friend’s house and had …Continue reading →
2011 le bel homme excerpt: The Infinite File Tree part ii-C: Maybe/We/Can/Live/But/What/If/That/Isn’t/Enough/To/Not/ Eat Drink High Five Suck Die Be Hurt C: Maybe/We/Can/Live/But/What/If/That/Isn’t/Enough/To/Not/Die/ And But If So Now Here C: Maybe/We/Can/Live/But/What/If/That/Isn’t/Enough/To/Not/Die/And/ They We He It C: Maybe/We/Can/Live/But/What/If/That/Isn’t/Enough/To/Not/Die/And/We/ Can Will Won’t Know Have C: …Continue reading →
2014 This is Important-No one knows. If anyone knew, they’d say. And if they said, everyone would know. It wouldn’t be hard, it would be easy, if it was it. It wouldn’t be complicated. It would make sense. It would be easy, if …Continue reading →
2015 Equality-Equality There is no equality. Ask an electron. Apparently they’re all the same, yet we can never know the position and momentum of any one of them. The Copenhagen Interpretation of Quantum Mechanics is Bullshit. I stand by that. …Continue reading →
2015 Insurance-Insurance They (who are they?) call it the ‘equitable transfer of risk loss,’ but we (who am I speaking for?) all know it cannot, as a rule, be equitable, for we are told everything should stand on it’s own …Continue reading →
2015 On the Battle for-Feynman & Susskind batter me forthwith. Letting it all fall off to see what’s left; base desires seeking ever lower energies, insatiable desire for distraction in television, movies and games, which when left to simmer for eons of wasted satiation, …Continue reading →
2016 Trumpty-Drumpfty-Trumpty-Drumfpty fell off the wall, minorities and women punted his balls, all the king’s bigots, all the white men, could not put them together again. #trumptydumptyfelloffthewall
2017 The Others (#meToo)-The Others It happened when I was 17. I lived in my parents’ basement. My mother was wheelchaired by the ravages of twenty odd years of rheumatoid arthritis during a time when the drugs and methods to treat it …Continue reading →
2017 Venice Beach Jaded Review-Venice Beach, Los Angeles, California, 2017. Land of douche crowned by the last barnacle tendons of a beachfront madhouse strip, where humans are still to be found among the tourists. The old man playing furiously-expertly on the grand piano on …Continue reading →
2019 With the World-I feel like I’m being buried by weeks and time, each day is a shovel of dirt. The perspective taken – that place people go, who’ve had sustained trauma, is a place where nothing matters because we’re all dead eventually …Continue reading →
2024 Political Requirements-An Open Parasocial Letter to the Marxists Provided to Me by the YouTube Algorithm What are the requirements to be a Marxist? Do you just have to say it? What are the requirements to be a Republican or Democrat? Are …Continue reading →
1995 Early Coffee, Late Coffee - Early Coffee, Late Coffee There was a murder at the coffee house, So they buried him in brown beans, And everyone was screaming for a mouse, To come around passing out caffeine, With all the victims guilty and all the … Continue reading →
1995 Hot With Blemishes in May - Hot with Blemishes in May I believe that I misunderstood the question, Reversal. Speak of the devil, Listen of the God, the motion of Mass. I am surrounded by nothing, but the time is now short. Infinity so quick. I … Continue reading →
1995 Praise - Praise A big, fat, poem With big, fat, adjectives Flew in with buttered turkey wings, And sat on my head. Look at the form! The meter and the prose! It could only be pleasing, To them this and those, Choking … Continue reading →
1995 The Siege - Siege, the Where is the punch line? Where am I? On a ball of dirt? Floating in the sky? WE ARE SURROUNDED. The clouds have us under siege. As of yet, we do not know why, But still, they let … Continue reading →
1995 Updating My Poop - Updating my poop I blink when I think of it. It seems that it should have been cold cause I could see so many stars. Not that I ever paid attention to stars, mind you. Anything I see with … Continue reading →
1996 A Typical Sentimental Poem, Written at the International House of Pancakes. - A typical sentimental Poem, written at the International House of Pancakes. Pillows, Clouds, Feathers, Comfortable, Relaxing, To sleep, Sleep inside of me, I will be the womb, Sleep inside of me, I will be mother, I am peace, I am … Continue reading →
1996 Choice - Choice We visit the item. We visit the machine. The lackey savant. The mechanical being. Reference and file. The subject and its slot. Our pace and our function. It’s blue, it’s gray, it’s a box. Package personality. (male) Mail order … Continue reading →
1996 Guest Check - Guest Check Fliscshell nicks Log, Tumbler freekdom, Knotted frog of twisted, Eye of Doggeral Bastard Names and pumpernickel, pipe dreams and pleasantly, Finished larks, and red, Herring understatements, Feeding off the this’s and that’s, And dexterities weak hold. Hark, yonder … Continue reading →
1996 More Cheap Angst - More cheap angst No great emotions, no great thoughts. A few scattered devotions, lying about with the records I’ve bought. And this generation, to define what it is, And this nation going to the pits, I will follow the generation’s … Continue reading →
1996 On Town and Bar - On Town and Bar sexy stinky the rattle of rubber bones sashay, she’s winking Rembrandt could not improve upon those legs Powerless, the old man is on a boy’s whim. The whiskey drinks the man Under the table, Ah, but … Continue reading →
1996 SEE! - SEE! Salvation is a one handed creature?! The mystery remains whether ‘tis right or left! It functions easily? It fits into your pocket!? Salvation is cheap? It fits in the palm of your hand! Advertise Salvation?! Laying out our plan. … Continue reading →
1996 The Argument - The Argument Underline your anger De-emphasize the cause Someone is stuttering to glory In this they are cleaning out their mouth Ferocity sizzles as it lingers Stretching your tongue down to the ground It has taken to new heights the … Continue reading →
1996 The Wizard & the King Excerpt - One particular time that they took these potions it happened to be the waning time of the year, and the moon had nearly finished taking off her black clothes. The trees had dressed in their most extravagant funeral garb, and … Continue reading →
1997 A Below the Conscience Orchestration - A below the conscience orchestration Interested thinger Gongs Goings on around Papery Gentle folk robber’s buttercup nightmare babe (eat ree nuts) Give me a roadblock Give me a dark chasm of thought And I will untie your shoe I … Continue reading →
1997 LSD in Mesa Arizona - LSD in Mesa, Arizona Eggs across the cement And Legs and feet in proper placement Adds Blatant yolk too toe harassment Nonsense. Ridiculous nonsense. Creatively ridiculous nonsense though. Shuffle and walk Shuffle and walk Tinker in thought Shuffle a lot … Continue reading →
1997 More fucking teen angst, god… - More fucking teen angst, god. I coast into the flaring nostrils of a wild German horse, only to find my mother’s crutch, my sister’s blush, and my brother’s bald spot. Nevermind. Insert: Ode to an uphill struggle; I have nothing … Continue reading →
1997 Return of Messiah Excerpt - Chapter dfhgospgjiks45+vgn And so there was a dead man in the bathroom at the grocery store. Breakfast of whole wheat bread, an entire loaf, a raw potato and an orange. Cleanliness is next to godliness, and not every supermarket … Continue reading →
1997 Song - Song Service with a smile Follow the parade Is everybody happy? I’m not afraid To make everybody happy I will clap my hands gently in your ear, To remind you of your tribes And we will all wear crafted medallions … Continue reading →
1997 The Myriad of Symptoms - The Myriad of Symptoms As I attempt to define the lack of purpose and define the function of the human form I come to an understanding of the advertisement, its affection always close and always warm. When do-gooders talk about … Continue reading →
1997 This Pissed Her Off - This pissed her off young restless idiots fishing for souls along the unnamed avenues in the unnamed city in the unnamed country with the blinding lights that make you squint. Whether or not to do drugs. And if so, what … Continue reading →
1997 Waxing Pot Poetic - Waxing pot poetic I wanna quit smoking meat. Because everyone should be skinny. And understanding of me. Everybody should do the same thing. So I can use less jokes. Would you like to buy my house. I forgot that I … Continue reading →
1997 You… - You…. Here are the directions to get here if you are Superman. You glide over the city at dusk, the incandescent bronze street lamps making love to the hazy polluted blue sky below you. Your sense of direction, as … Continue reading →
1997 Youth Asks - people I’ve had sex with those occasional occupations those half hazard penetrations those that defy explanation I’ve run into some recently They do not seem to see me Exchange half-hearted glances Little emotional dances Apparently things change It seems things … Continue reading →
1998 Another Boring Couch Seshin - Another boring couch seshin Plant dirt yellow meter line window coffee couch ashtray concrete leaf wooden chair imprints garbage magazine division of sanitation paint blue cookie pretzel shutter shudder stain butter kelp kiwi curtains clutter stable stand uptown rental properties … Continue reading →
1998 At This Point - At this point At this point I would like to remind the reader that they too will die. And that I have no room. And that maybe if they die, I might get myself a little more rrrrrrooom. And deeper, … Continue reading →
1998 Everything is About Me - Everything is about me I’ve got lots of problems see, No big discipline, no big speak, Hollow and weak freak, Which cleans my mouth, scars my face, Up in the attic sub-conscience waits, Free free free freak, I stand for … Continue reading →
1998 Filler - Filler Tasteless flick of the paranoid boxer folds in half beside the bed of the hunted dog understanding two hands open fist offer a saltine cracker to the starving glass of water behind behind emotion is anger god is not … Continue reading →
1998 NT Pupils - NT Pupils What about the near eloquence of the fugitive behind the figure she asked and then I smacked her pupils with mouth tears and tore off her clothes with words. As if I wanted to fuck her. As if … Continue reading →
1998 Peace - peace. I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck you I love you Fuck … Continue reading →
1999 Answer to the Question Excerpt - Answer to the question A & B: Answer to the question of thoroughfare. Click. America loves her sense of growth. And what. Stale tables beneath my typed massages, and I’m looking out the window, no, door, and there presented to … Continue reading →
1999 Father’s Day - Father’s Day Where the man beats his child, The child will eventually beat the man. Where the man works hard and long, The child will relax and be at ease. Where the man is ignorant and callous, The child will … Continue reading →
1999 Jiminy Crickets - Jiminy Crickets Something comes from my mouth, It seems to have an especial purpose, It’s got a mean look in its eye, Get your ears out of town, Speaking in tongues… My tongue is burning… My tongue has holes in … Continue reading →
1999 Thank You - Thank You Measurements, the destruction, distinction of my mind, And thank you most of all, Mr. Television, for the gift of an enemy. Thank you Mr. Television for fucking my asshole raw with your limp dick ideologies and warping my … Continue reading →
1999 The Exampled Preached - The Exampled Preached I must say nothing with words, Only with movement will I speak, I will be so subtle that you will not notice, I will be ordinary implicit & implied, But with every true movement, day or night, … Continue reading →
1999 The Liminal Zone - Speech from the performance piece, The Liminal Zone, first performed at the Southgate house in Newport Kentucky, New Year’s Eve 1999, with Holly Price and Mike Dimaria Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to a visual discussion of the Liminal … Continue reading →
1999 The Rub - Rub All the quiet people, they begin to speak up Release their attention, express their opinion Timing it to reveal, they are the real majority They are the real Mc’Coy, he’s not saying anything He keeps it all in, no … Continue reading →
2000 A.I. - Ai? I kiss the moon, And he says, “Stop kissing me you fucking cock, I’m just a rock”. So I say, “heh”. “I don’t care what the frag you are a star? A white walled tire? The negative of … Continue reading →
2000 Confession - Father, it’s been four hundred and fifty seven years since my last confession. I’ve sinned much. I’ve masturbated countless times and on occasion to images so perverted, disgusting, and horrible that they are unmentionable. I’ve been envious, jealous, and mean … Continue reading →
2000 Excerpt 17 FLotFotL - OK so let me thoroughly describe what it’s like to make love to someone whom one detests. They come over and while they’re in transit and you know they’re coming you tell yourself over and over again ‘I will not … Continue reading →
2000 Not My Type - Maybe the thick of the fog will suffuse with our transparent solid knob of narcissism. Maybe our reflection will vomit flies and scraps of meat into our face. Maybe our flatulence will become a turtle, and outlive our outlandish cooking. … Continue reading →
2000 The Understatements - The Understatements I get into your lisp Forget what you said Understatement of the year Speaking water, hearing bread In the game of the gaze We speak not of defecation We must celebrate We defend so recklessly She is the … Continue reading →
2000 Trying to Meat a Girl - Trying to meat a girl Brink, boredom from the look The look from the boredom, a wink Inquire, thrown out the words Hit the floor and wait, perspire Sick, embattled belabored Over and over again, slow Failure, has thou eaten … Continue reading →
2001 Mob of Numb Excerpt - Mob of Numb Mob was an Employee of Numb Inc. for fifteen years. Numb Inc. was a Dopamine bar down on West Eighth and Spine. Spine went straight to Uptown Needless Dives on Tuesdays, Saturdays and Mondays at nine … Continue reading →
2001 Motion - Motion My motion is strange my money is on the matter my matter is the key the situation is flattered my motion is me my motion is named my master is keen I follow the latter the latter is mean … Continue reading →
2002 Floating Listlessly on the Fat of the Land - The journal of a Citizen of American Empire just after the turn of the 21st century devolving into the prose of madness, disillusionment, hallucinogenic and sexual escapades of poetry, alcohol, drugs, and beauty as he grapples with the absurdity of … Continue reading →
2002 Resume - I want to be an Actor. I want to be a producer. I want to be a writer. I want to be a costume designer. I want to be a director. I want to be a dancer. I want to … Continue reading →
2002 Sexualized Boredom - I had my fingers in a girl’s cunt for three minutes today, but other than that all day I was convoluted, distracted, and dreamy. God is in the quick of my nails I keeping biting to get to. I fart … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman (Second Edition) - Novelist Roesing Ape’s first book for Chapultepec Press reveals Kentucky’s most-beloved son, Job, consecrating 400 acres of pine cones and leaves with all that he has. A Beautiful Woman is a true Odysseus tale of one man’s visceral struggle to … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Ancestry/Forest Microwave - I am descended of slave owners and racists. I was born and raised in the sacred hunting grounds of Can-Tuc-Kee, washed clean with the blood of pregnant squaws and forsaken braves, all guilt made to dust with centuries. Legend has … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Bit o’ Bliss - And Job dreamt of bliss, and it was purple and green and blue and fuzzy like a fucking care-bear. And it was always setting, and yet never ending. Achieving always, it was. And the bliss was cream-colored fear, rather than … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Can I? - All was mist and water lapping, and Job dreamt, for what else was there to do? And so Job dreamt of the absence of the beautiful women, and these words rang in his dreaming and dream-lobed ears; Can I vomit … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Corporate Dick - Men spoke to him. About other men. They cursed a lot and all that he could see was their mouths moving. Thin masculine lips each trying to improve upon the size of its naturally allocated cock. Tales of adventure and … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Cup & Slipper - As he drifted off he heard the rain pattering on the roof like baby food. All that money wasted on birth control pills. He dreamt of cold steel rubbing him, and chanting Ohm chakras and executing aerobatic flips and wiggles. … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Dying Sucks - Job was dying, slowly but surely. Job didn’t have any ears. In the place of one ear there was a nicely carved sliver of cartilage sloping up towards the back of his head. There was still some blood caked there, … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Going Forward - Going Forward; The weight of the foot, pulled gently up by the contraction of thousands upon thousands of minuscule microscopic little round cells of muscle, angled delicately by the concoction of curves and bone and cartilage spherically rotating in mystical … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Hot Chocklet - This time it came in through his nostrils like a burglar through an unlatched window in the dead of night, this hot chocolate demon. On horses of sugar through long tinseled licorice grass it strode and became a ‘they’ of … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – More Harm Than Good - Oh shit, he had done more harm than good. He was running through a field of ping pong tables cluttered with suburban virginity and noses with little moles on them beckoning cutely at the centers of his eyes. Giggles and … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Pounding - I was walking down the street when the pounding started, out of a glistening new car door, with animal shapes and shadows, sizes. It wouldn’t have to poke through, for that was the end of it right there, a brand … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Sky Says - His jaw jutted before him, was his leader and master and hope. He walked among fields of school desk legs sprouting fresh and green out of the rolling grassy hills, he looked for and weeded from among them thin strips … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – This Time a Train - This time he was on a train; he had never actually been on a train, so it was completely imaginary. Everybody had their own booth and played video games, but the booths were picture-taking booths, so they would take quarters … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Tongue Scab Dream - And then Job really fell asleep again. He was directing a movie. Or what appeared to be a movie and no one could understand him because he had replaced his missing tongue with a flat wooden stick. The stick tasted … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Against a Tree - All this felt like a bad reputation, this walking back to the stream. It felt like an irreversible fault, a bad dream, a bum deal, a real lemon of suck. It felt like he had no friends as the brook … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Dog’s Leg Night - You see I need to find a way through the cold dark night. You see coffee might not do it, and plus I don’t have any coffee. Pot would make me sleepy. The skin that slides greasily over the knuckles … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Emasculation - Job had meant to cut off his penis. He had actually been looking forward to this event for quite some time, and it had required the greatest of efforts to keep from doing it much sooner. He had read in … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Expressive Table/Angry Woman - He couldn’t wait to just cut it all off. Every inch of flesh was a word, a sentence, and a life. Like popping a hard, swollen zit. He dreamt of tapping his head and the angry woman sitting silently in … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Slut and Caramel - That night Job dreamed of rivers of blood tinkling slowly from all parts of his body as if he was the center sea of a red watered domain. His soul the firmament, his body the matter of which all was … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Spinning - Job was floating in the early dawn of the last day of his life. He had been wakened by a snag of drifting dead root which had pinned him to the bank. It had taken fifteen minutes and some of … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Sycophant Moon - The moon is now our sycophant, and the earth our omnipotent sleeping grave. Our shoes the thrones of our feet, our fingers the dreadlocks of our slit wrists. The ashtray our baptismal basin, the smog of cars our aphrodisiac musk. … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – The Life of Some Men - Job dreamed of open asshole flaring vagina porn. And he dreamed of it very well. They were all pages but they were living, breathing pages. Sticky crackles of a dim light reflected off their magazine flesh, but they breathed and … Continue reading →
2003 A Beautiful Woman Excerpt – Thoughts on Tongue Burial - And of course a guy like Job dreams an awful lot. I mean something had to be going on in the freak’s mind now, right? Something had to be pushing those gears, jumping on those levers, veritably humping those big … Continue reading →
2003 Infinity Balls - Balls: Infinity in every direction: if infinity, then all things that happen or are, happen and repeat an infinite number of times. Else; Infinite variety is the rule. Basic laws and repeated patterns in form on any level of the … Continue reading →
2003 Repeat Myself Excerpt - Repeat Myself Modeled after Arabic and Persian call and response prayers. Each line should begin just before the previous one has ended – no space between call and response. First performed at the Cincinnati Contemporary Dance Theatre in 2003 with … Continue reading →
2003 REPEAT REPEAT - Plays, one acts, plot elevations, and monologues, some performed live, some not, detailing an anti-traditional study of drama at the turn of the 21st century. Available in digital format and paperback.
2003 Short Plot Elevation Excerpt - Short Plot Elevation Observer enters stage through audience, looking around, hesitantly opens Box (box as character). Subconscious escapes, runs around frantically feeling everything including Observer. Attaches instinctively to Observer. Protective and giddy. Short one-sided conversation. Unfulfilled, Observer opens Box again. … Continue reading →
2003 What the Hell is There to Write About Anyways - What the hell is there to write about anyways? Suit w/blood, axe w/carcass. One laughing all through. One One One Here This Goes File Our Wrath With The Peace Of Race To Be This Won’t Work This Isn’t Free This … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – A Passion Analyzed - A blue binder lay before me. Naturally, I open it. Therein contained lies A Passion for Brandy, a new play by a New Yorker named Mark Eisman. From the first two lines I devise its purpose as a sadly lighthearted … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – Acting III Dutchman Monologue - In this monologue, I finally break out of character after being subjected to Lula’s insidious and subtle racism for the length of the play. Out of me comes an explosion of the fundamental confusion of a black man accepted into … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – Acting III Journal 3 - To a large extent, modern methods of acting tend to deal with the internal experience, as it was largely ignored before our era. Communicating in archetypes was de facto in western culture for thousands of years. The further back you … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – Art Hates Democracy - As a historically and by design multicultural nation, cultural policy in the United States has been necessarily enigmatic. One can easily say that in defining the driving policy not only for culture, but for the majority of domestic matters, the … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – Final Acting III - The recorded-acted word, as opposed to the live-acting word, lives in its own defined space of premeditation. This is not taking into account the possible visual aspects of the acted word. In a sense the only differences sensually would be … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – OAC First Impression - I’m always fascinated by arriving at the headquarters of an influential, well known organization that has impacted my daily life indirectly for years and finding an insignificant looking, bland little building from which so much influence flows. It was somehow … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – The Psychological Constructs of Shakespearean Villainy - Holy shit yet another college paper on Shakespeare. How many millions, nay, billions of term papers on this god forsaken never dying eternal genius bard? We might as well start a religious cult. You could probably make a case that … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Academics Excerpt – What is Culture - To begin a discussion of cultural policy in the United States it is unfortunately necessary to first decide not only what culture is, but what it is when placed next to Policy in the context of the state. That brings … Continue reading →
2006 Disciplicity & Analytics: Academic Writing 2002 – 2006 - Academic writing concerning the state of non-profit arts and cultural policy in the United States. Available in digital format and paperback.
2010 le bel homme excerpt: The Infinite File Tree - C: No Yes Maybe C: Maybe: I You They We C: Maybe: We: Can Cannot Will Will not C: Maybe: We: Can: Better Worsen Live Die C: Maybe: We: Can: Live: And Or But A An C: Maybe: We: Can: … Continue reading →
2011 Le Bel Homme (The Plan) - Scattered autobiographical rants twisted into fictionalized futures and scathing commentary on the baselines of American life in the early twenty-teens. From this, a gentle plan to destroy all humankind is developed and implemented. Available in digital format and paperback.
2011 Le Bel Homme (The Plan) Excerpt – Intro - (intro) IT began when your nails started rotting and your hair fell out. Your belly distended, and your lungs collapsed into wooden splinters. This is how you discover the secret to destroying human civilization. This is how you find out … Continue reading →
2011 Le Bel Homme (The Plan) Excerpt – Piece of Shit Pizza - (piece of shit pizza) YOU and the world were totally fucked, but it had come on slow and all-of-the-sudden hadn’t happened just yet. One day you went to an Italian restaurant on your way to a friend’s house and had … Continue reading →
2011 le bel homme excerpt: (information parasite) - (information parasite) TALKING to people is stupid. Unless they already know what you’re going to say, and then it’s just frustrating. The only time it works is when they know what they’d like you to say, and you say it. … Continue reading →
2011 le bel homme excerpt: The Infinite File Tree part ii - C: Maybe/We/Can/Live/But/What/If/That/Isn’t/Enough/To/Not/ Eat Drink High Five Suck Die Be Hurt C: Maybe/We/Can/Live/But/What/If/That/Isn’t/Enough/To/Not/Die/ And But If So Now Here C: Maybe/We/Can/Live/But/What/If/That/Isn’t/Enough/To/Not/Die/And/ They We He It C: Maybe/We/Can/Live/But/What/If/That/Isn’t/Enough/To/Not/Die/And/We/ Can Will Won’t Know Have C: … Continue reading →
2015 Equality - Equality There is no equality. Ask an electron. Apparently they’re all the same, yet we can never know the position and momentum of any one of them. The Copenhagen Interpretation of Quantum Mechanics is Bullshit. I stand by that. … Continue reading →
2017 The Others (#meToo) - The Others It happened when I was 17. I lived in my parents’ basement. My mother was wheelchaired by the ravages of twenty odd years of rheumatoid arthritis during a time when the drugs and methods to treat it … Continue reading →
2024 Political Requirements - An Open Parasocial Letter to the Marxists Provided to Me by the YouTube Algorithm What are the requirements to be a Marxist? Do you just have to say it? What are the requirements to be a Republican or Democrat? Are … Continue reading →