Friday, February 28, 2014


Dario Argento's Phenomena - absolutely love this film (click picture).

If you haven't seen it, you can watch it in its entirety here.


Tuesday, February 25, 2014


Photographer Matthias Werner
Song by Illum Sphere (click picture)


Saturday, February 22, 2014

The Night Train

The Night Train

Riding the night train,
the landscape glides past your window.
The stars leave no hiding place,
shadows concede
what they've held so very close.

A creature is spied and then lost
while the trees remain silent,
refuse your questions.

Beside you your companion turns fitfully in sleep.
You lay your hand on his brow
while high above
the watchful moon waits.


Wednesday, February 19, 2014

We Have All Night

Photographer umberto verdoliva
Song by Cliff Martinez (click picture)


Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Destination - A Poem


There is nothing here but snow.
For miles the white against the grey sky,
only an occasional spire of black bark--
spine of a bush,
no trees will grow.

I am making my way,
boots heavy with the distance,
my face a burning beacon against the wind.
Dark line of the horizon
just out of reach.

I know where I am going.
I've all the time in the world
to get there.

I've prepared.
See? I have only knives in my basket.

Poem completed 2/2014

Monday, February 17, 2014

Wee Hours

Song by Nina Simone (click picture)


Saturday, February 15, 2014

The Night Shift

Photographer verdammt
Song by N'to (click picture)


Thursday, February 13, 2014

Love On A Real Train

I love exploring remixes because sometimes you get to fall in love with a song twice.

Photographer Milo XU
Song by Tangerine Dream


Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Upon Visiting A Museum

Upon Visiting a Museum

What is this that meets us in the dark? 
Rembrandt knew, his brush
careful not to touch it, illuminating only
the more  palatable parts of ourselves. 
Leaving the thing
to lie in wait.

Painting by Rembrandt
Poem completed 2/2014

Tuesday, February 11, 2014



What happened there,
out in the shed,
we did not say the name.

Something huddled in the corner
struck blind
by what it'd seen.

Later, she could not kill him,
so she killed the baby deer.
Her dress a tangle of skin and fur,
blood in the snow 
like a map.

Photographer unknown
Poem completed 2/11/2014

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Latest Poem


Under a terrible moon,
in grass that is black,
I slit the belly of the night beast.

Somewhere in the tree line
something calls out
and I hold up my bloodied hands as proof

I mean what I say, I mean what I pray.

How the blood, like the grass,
has lost its color,
how the black
refuses the light.

The stars watch
and close their eyes.


Photographer Jordan
Poem completed on 2/7/14

Thursday, February 6, 2014

And I Will Drive and Drive and Drive

Photographer Ben Geier
Song by Placebo (click picture)


Tuesday, February 4, 2014

What The Leaves Tell Us

Something Large Is In The Woods

That's what the leaves are telling us tonight.
Hear them frighten and be struck dumb
So that we sit up listening to nothing,
Which is always more worrisome than something.

The minutes crawl like dog fleas up our legs.
We must wait for whatever it is to identify itself
In some as-yet-unspecified way
As the trees are rushing to warn us again,

The branches beat against the house to be let in,
And then change their minds abruptly.
How many leaves are holding still in the woods
With no wish to add to their troubles

With something so large closing upon us?
It makes one feel vaguely heroic
Sitting so late with no light in the house
And the night dark and starless out there.

Photographer Unknown
Poem by Charles Simic

Saturday, February 1, 2014

In The Haze Of Sleeplessness

At this hour, what is dead is restless
and what is living is burning.

-Li Young Lee

Photographer Dan Otis
Song(s) by Loscil (click picture)