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by littlefallsmets

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April 29, 2015

crow reference

Momentum is the word for God on the lips and hearts of artists everywhere. Distractions are bad for you. Indecision is bad for you. Day jobs are bad for you. Of course you have res...


April 28, 2015

the news

Everything wants to explode. These cities, these trees, there’s you, there’s me, there’s the very atoms in your bones. Everything wants to explode. The bad news is: no...


April 26, 2015

lemons (re-worked)

when life gives you lemons complain how much you hate lemonade when life gives you lemons demand to see the manager because you ordered oranges and goddamn it in America the c...


April 23, 2015

n'est pas

There’s a painting called “the treachery of images” it’s just a realistic painting of a pipe with the caption “ceci n’est pas une pipe” which just means “this is not a pipe” in French...


April 23, 2015

ollie

the dog’s messed-up but we’re buddies. if he wasn’t messed up and I wasn’t messed up we never woulda met so it’s good that we’re imperfect. the dog shits himself all the time rar...


April 23, 2015

the heart is a junkie

Look, actually, fools fall in love because we initially slip in a small puddle of lust and momentum carries us into the abyss. The h...


April 19, 2015

the joy of obscurity

Through obscurity, you escaped a beat-down into bland product or an exaggeration into self-parody. Through obscurity, you retained your soul. Through obscurity, you remained true to ...


April 16, 2015

why

you can’t control outcomes but you can control your thoughts you can’t control outcomes but you can control your thoughts you can’t control you can’t control outcomes but...


April 16, 2015

fly

Some parts of our past are just like kryptonite, chunks of where we came from, rocketing back to take away our strength. Home can kill you as swiftly as a speeding bullet more powerfully tha...


April 16, 2015

pry

when you’re a hammer, everything looks like a nail when you’re an anxiety disorder, everything is a reason to scream when you’re a literary theory, everything needs to be deconstructed when you...


April 09, 2015

because you

Don’t believe in the cult of anyone. Great things happen through the cooperation of many or massive dumb luck or both. Don’t believe that anything is magic other than maybe you. Becaus...


April 09, 2015

hudson street moment

sometimes I want to disappear melt away join the rain wash down to the sewers on a slow march to the sea suffuse into the firmament still exist but no longer be sometimes I want to dis...


April 09, 2015

six pens

sing a song of six pens a dollar pack of bics the thoughts are running wild now you’d better catch them quick when the pens have run out the cheap ink left to dry even if it’s all ...


April 01, 2015

for pete's sake

two of my ex-girlfriends were both hit on by the kid who played Older Pete on the Nickelodeon show “The Adventures of Pete and Pete” but it’s not like I grew up with him it’s not like...


March 31, 2015

synecdoche

here we are on an obscure earth dimly lit under an obscure moon with no supermen to save us no gods to bail us out from our extant monstrous hubris to absolve us of responsibi...


minnie driver was sixteen feet tall when they shot her role as the female lead in the oscar-winning “good will hunting” on the dvd out-takes you can see the stilts the other actors had t...


March 31, 2015

incision

scars on your body scars on your back scars like a map follow the rivers and roads the pink shiny trails that only came back by eighty-three percent useful and whole as ever but nev...


March 26, 2015

gray lines

Fiction can tell us truths in the places where mere fact finds itself afraid to tread. But only as long as fiction acknowledges itself upfront. When fiction breaks that trust it b...


March 26, 2015

distant laughter

the gods do wait to delight in you. not a manufactured you but you. not a most hireable you but you. the best of you. no varnish on top of you. no resume exaggerations. no p...


March 25, 2015

owl

I’ve seen the best minds of my generation driven stark raving sane exhaust their heat on respectability instead of making the world change get semi-stable jobs sit down and make kids or at l...


March 19, 2015

case-by-case stasis

The weird thing about the past is those aren’t just stories about someone like me, those were actually me. Not someone who just looks like me or someone that I played once in a movie b...


March 18, 2015

stasis update

Really, the only technically valid status update is “I am currently hitting ENTER after writing a status update”. So when you get a Timehop photo on your facebook, next year wil...


March 17, 2015

the los angeles poem

if I had the big money if I had the stupid money if I had the multi-millions so much that I had millions left over after the agents and lawyers and kids I’d hire a passel of x-ray technician...


March 14, 2015

self-fulfilling prophecy

If the Antichrist is ever a real thing, you know he’ll always pose palms enfolded against the backdrop of a gauzy Texas flag. If the Antichrist is ever a real thing, he’ll always smile an...


March 13, 2015

these and more than these

If love can’t save you, art can. If art can’t save you, love can. Without either, I don’t know. Hope for a hell of a blackjack run. Hope for a passel of money enough ...


Book Description

these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.