Friday, October 28, 2016

Wakata Jisshu

To stare at a point. I drilled holes in the world and realized how relative what we see actually is. 
- Maria Lassnig

night lasso
ing in
over 92 years of

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Koshin, riverside shrine

put your index finger through the hole
touch the god lips
where drawn from skin and soft
she will suck it in
to, turning backward,  spit a little more life into the Tama

this plat
as Other
restrained by straw rope and paper shingles
signals also
exhaustion is equal to abundance
the guardians are tired
monkeys stones eroded
caged foxes in ragged bibs
jizu dragging the body of us
as ant with fly
there's something amiss in the torii concretion
She's there at the edge of it,
that woman guardian
in flowered smock and broom shoes
watching us
not as threat but appended
to the dust here
her dread palpable
as the metal pump sidling the stone god
Inside my head I hear her-
"one drop more
is too much
it will come" 


Edo draining into Hosei

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Tuesday, October 11, 2016

Monday, October 10, 2016

Don't let Mara destroy you, again and again,
like a stream does its reeds