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

11.19.2015

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

11.10.2015

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

one morning not long before we left


Brittany. Worcester, Massachusetts 2015.

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