Worcester, Massachusetts 2014
12.03.2015
12.01.2015
11.30.2015
11.24.2015
howls of execration
For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone,
I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators
the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate.
-Albert Camus, The Stranger
11.20.2015
11.19.2015
boldly going where I have definitely gone before
and but the irrational romance of the freight train remains, eternal, adolescent and steadfast.
Worcester, Massachusetts 2014
11.17.2015
11.16.2015
11.11.2015
11.10.2015
final notes from a favorite abyss 1
a personal landmark falls to the bulldozers and the cranes
ghosts of the towers still hover in the empty lot
wordless echoes now
don't it just break your heart
Worcester, Massachusetts 2014
3.05.2015
monoliths / dimensions
and though now it's hovering darkly over me
it'll look just like heaven when I get up and leave
-waxahatchee
Worcester, Massachusetts 2007
2.21.2015
what we loved was not enough
Worcester, Massachusetts 2006/2007
the world itself consumed
man that's the only truth
and what we loved was not enough
even though we wanted to
I learned it sick in bed
mining golden vapors
regrets like charms laid end to end
and other sweet divinities
and this I learned and thus I gleaned
and what we loved was not enough
but kiss it quick and rise again
kiss it quick and rise again
(the day has come when we no longer feel)
there'll be war in our cities
and riots at the mall
blood on our doorsteps
and panics at the ball
all our cities gonna burn
all our bridges gonna snap
all our pennies gonna rot
lightning roll across our tracks
all our children gonna die
all our children gonna die
then the west will rise again
and then the west will rise again
so goodnight vain children
tonight is yours, the lights are yours
if you'd just ask for more
than poverty and war
what we loved was not enough
-thee silver mt. zion memorial orchestra
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