The most important thing is to stop writing, now: to stop prioritizing this so-called work that generates no income and that nobody will ever read. This futile, masochistic, self-indulgent pretense of industry interferes with everything; it is carried out at the expense of love and work: real work, that is, the kind that is a visible manifestation of mental effort, not this endless supposed honing of my craft compounded by the preposterous conceit that the torturous process of giving shape to my thoughts actually serves some sort of purpose, when it is mostly an excuse to immerse myself in a morbidly self-reflective haze, of which there is seldom any visible manifestation.
June 6, 2012
Keep Going
May 31, 2012
Seriously
The time has finally come
to take myself seriously.
But I don’t have the energy.
May 24, 2012
Parasitology
I measure my life by other people’s milestones.
All this evasion, absorption and accumulation
provides a foundation in tradition,
a rich vein of consolation.
Art, like death, makes life more interesting.
And without it: as unthinkable as love
without pity, or a selfless eulogy.
But the bondage of receptivity
compares most unfavorably
with the selflessness of productivity.
May 23, 2012
And This:
Not that I have anything to say on the subject:
Friday June 22nd. 9pm. Beyond Baroque. 683 Venice Blvd.
May 23, 2012
This:
In support of stand-up stand-up guy Rick Shapiro. Vlad the Retailer: 4270 Melrose. Saturday May 26th, 8pm. $10.
May 3, 2012
Desire and Desirability
We lie side by side, basking in the warm glow
Of an attraction tempered by considerations
Of age and failure. The window of opportunity narrows
As irresolution asserts itself. Perhaps you would be offended,
Puzzled and disgusted by such an intrusion.
It might be asking too much of anybody:
To stanch this thirst, no longer sweet,
And dwindling into hesitation.
April 18, 2012
Inappetence
Queasiness, apathy and doom
spread over the sweetness… fear
of the stagnation and sorrow
that will have to seep out, fresh
from the source, all that death,
dirt and hurt: better for it to be absorbed
than apprehended, but who could withstand
such a force? A rallying call to weakness,
better leave it hanging. But dread is soon replaced
by regret, indifference by longing.
March 13, 2012
An Evening of World Class Entertainment
Tongue and Groove event. Hotel Cafe, Sunday March 18th, 6pm.
Michael Albo, Brendan Constantine, Eric Trules, Kathleen Wilhoite,
and JOHN TOTTENHAM
John Tottenham 