Head Fool Ideas
Naughty,naughty written on litter
naughty, naughty, naughty
naughty... and so on.
white on black garbage bags
Fresh Kill
The Thrill
Wanted
Head Fool Ideas

Hesitation has its privileges

Take Part in a
Heated underhanded debate
You all crazy fuckers
why don't ya stop the hate
mind your own
god damned business
singin I ain't got the paint
and I ain't seen nothin yet
sit down
you silly perpetrator

head fool ideas
graffiti of classical architecture
on cheap, ugly buildings
Paolo Uccello 1397-1475
battle scenes in a distant landscape
diagonal lines in from the edges of canvas
Red vertical spears of marching men,
checkered flags and a crest
family coat of arms,
a tree in the foreground
men getting to their feet
horses rearing, unfortuantes fallen
to their sides
the bottom edge of canvas
a bloody deluge
at the feet of the public
aging profile pictures
chipping away at a flat screen
al frescco
reminiscent of 2000
lost series of
ghost story paintings
greek islands, Vesuvio
City of the Ancients

Head Fool
Ideas
of Remembrance
Consolation, Revenge, Regret
Never Forget!
shout the needy and those
for the United way
all of us and them
together makes us feed
like animals the need
to let go, move on
return to faith in the future
the everyday tomorrow
singin'
I've been living out of this suitcase
for waaaay too long
pack and unpack
downsize baggage
Freedom is weightlessness!
Coincidence pinpoints a moment
calls attention to the present
the past and future's collapsibility
the reconstruction of time, remembrance, meaning
Head Fool Ideas
about communication
education
and international exchange
A confluence
please dress accordingly for
a Serious(ly)
Fun Event


The Dog Park

A hot summer day
on the black track
the bright green lights
start to smart
so I seek some shade
in the dog park
panting, sprinting, raising hell
hands and legs to the trees
and the delight of
silhouetted figures
of a social club's
transparent charade
fumbling rubber pocket sports
and the usual phony
cell phone tirade
chew on this you
fine how do you do
trade apologies and some laughs
letting silence fade to mutual fatigue
minding the madness at your feet
chasing tails, toys, games,
on the brink of anonymity
panting and grunting
before sudden collapse
a call to feet
look alive private
you're being excused