Ultraviolence

Where am I and where have I been? I am nobody, been nowhere, done nothing – a victim of the modern age. I’ve been watching a bunch of those old Japanese Samurai movies lately, Kirosawa films in particular. Fucking amazing! The Seven Samurai, the grizzled old samurai at the end of the epic battle… “We live again.” No ego, no bragging, no celebration. Skill and intelligence played a part, but his survival was pure chance. He could have... Read More

Dinosauria, we

Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break As political landscapes dissolve As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree As the oily fish spit out their oily prey As the sun is masked We are Born like this Into this Into these carefully mad wars Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness Into bars where people no longer speak to each other Into fist fights that end as shootings and... Read More