Musical Notes from the Underground, and BEYOND!

excerpt from Crossing the Ameri-Con

2007-01-08T07:03:00.001-08:00

You were the dial tone wrung from the form letters of the pulse of the promise of Tomorrow

Rhinestone rivulets gleaned from a damaged vector

At 2.97 radians per second

Receiving light in a reservoir of oil

Especially tasked with nutrient-enriched soils

The cause of all human conditions traced to a chromosome

Amber-melon pouring over the boulevards

Bisecting a liver with a caregiver in shape of a heart

You opted for birth in a no-choice scenario

You cut your tongue on your own sharp words

You spilled semen from your clitoris did you not

You killed a star in monochrome the papers pissed on it making you famous

You missed out on a seemingly seamless alibi flirting with the fine print

You swallowed LSD looking at the LCD display waiting for a time frame

You swallowed when others followed I then swallowed you whole

Like water the taste was negotiated by its role

excerpt from Crossing the Ameri-Con

2007-01-04T12:01:00.000-08:00

You catalogue the penis of a memory

On the bedsheets of a tambourine

Grazing upon that tangerine hellfire

Which widens, then withdrawals

Quieting all psalms and songlike structures

The agitprop pleasantly prepared by the paper of record

Whose larynx utters a slew of laughable syllables

Something about friendly fire in a friendly villa

Inhabited not by phantasm but prisms

Prisms of electricity, prisms of thinking

Of the American winner in Paris

Of the deleted repeated world

Looking for the atoms of a cancer

From the top of a mountain range

The band serves up something tasteful

It's a parabolic suppressor

Which focuses the radio frequency from the main horn

excerpt from Crossing the Ameri-Con

2007-01-03T14:22:00.000-08:00

When underwater the sparkling proves the existence of fish

Proving the existence of oxygen in water

Proving breathing is involuntary unlike existence itself

You’re a confession backed into a corner

Propelling thought into a flux of birth

At the sight of the birth of my phantom rising over my still breathing body

The phantom greets passersby on all fours

Tethered to leashes and defecating on the floor

Defending the episode in question

With a spin-off channel of the music video

Pushed back to birth by the Earth itself

excerpt from Crossing the Ameri-Con

2006-12-29T08:21:00.000-08:00

To bar the courthouse door banning gays & atheists

The unhappy saga began four years ago

When a factory pollutes a town's drinking water

Experts react

To distract the masses and it's working

A post-mortem show of some kind of pulse

Of red-meat rhetoric

War tied into pretzels

An indictment and a potential epitaph

Rats use the magnetic field

At least for long distances as a compass

They enjoy free access to our mailboxes

excerpt from Crossing the Ameri-Con

2006-12-28T12:20:00.000-08:00

The Postal Service is reminded

That what it does matters

Particularly in Appalachia

A polyglot code has emerged

Where humans are described as cows

The fodder for many, many post-mortems

Where preferences for slaughter are discussed

Blame it on automation

We just send them to the Santa Claus office

At 30th & Market above the watery void

In effect humans serve as a virus mixing bowl

Everyone can serve

I think we've got to avoid getting fond of a design

excerpt from Crossing the Ameri-Con

2006-12-28T12:15:00.000-08:00

You were a stratagem in the fervor of rats

Humming the psalms that sparked the napalm nation

If every generation has a cross covered alibi lying across its losses

A bronzed virgin cockroach mother

Then what for the tributaries and consanguinities that bind us

My bloodied Mother howls back at her tormentors

Peak Oil came did you see it?

The stratosphere skin that once kept the starlight safe

Now bleeds sunlight while glaciers crowd the water

There was a place for love in this life just where now does it get shepherded

Between the Sunday crossword puzzle and the homophobic advice columnist

There is too little room left for light in the bright white heat

excerpt from Crossing the Ameri-Con

2006-12-28T10:51:00.000-08:00

Fill your hand with the future of pistols, today

Like global positioning devices

To help fleets towards their cabs

Defined in terms

Designed or marketed as useful

For the stimulation of human genital organs

You might also call the capacity

To turn a cow into fabric softener

A kind of industrial farming

To compete with the Chinas of the world

It's not a deal where everyone gains instantly

The President will visit a black church or two

Women of childbearing age

Would be wise to limit their intake

Of farm-raised salmon and cancer

Still, being Martha Stewart has certain advantages

Lacking both air and magnetic field