worn gray and black
carpet · the ache
in my throat

fire outside
fire, and fires of fires

small thud
a tap really
i struck a bird

the traffic lights flashing
at that hour

the broken-off light pole
laid on the median
for salvage later perhaps

the music and the wind unite,
my words and the roar of the tyres

just a whisper
from the car A/C
a foot distant

the stranger
hope

and the crows
not yet i say
you who were never minions

American Bucket List
Teheran barbecue

chunk of concrete
i picked up on a long walk,
plastic-coated it

have stored it so long
i forget exactly where

sometimes
i see something good
obscure i already have

it's an ocean
with waves pounding the shore

still that sound
propellor nearing in waves
arouses wonder

a breeze
forgiveness-laden

three contrails crossing
the hand scrambling
over the page

something
beyond decay

her face up close a landscape
her head so small
when i hold it

the compass of our days a song
i stop before it finishes

even when i stand
in an out of the way place
someone comes at once to shoo me

i am intricate
and feckless



The Gulf of Araby.


Top 25 Electronica (Metafilter thread). What--no Mort Garson?! Faust? Tomita? Edgar Winter Group? Hot Butter? Jarre? Morton Subotnick?? (At least Autechre, Future Sound of London, and Bowie's Low made the also-rans.) --And Homogenic at #5 is, IMHO, the greatest of them all.


Cold Blood.