the Christly Saint Within Ensconces

a new writer is in the employ of the enemy. almost always is. the cold mountain air ate through the turncoat. the time to wasted time ratio was irrelevant. it was about the next installment. they made you listen in, was the theme. the how to, the basics at least. after this you were qualified to inundate the masses with masquerades of nature. after this you were licensed. just a nicety.

even morning when sleeping he yawned. he yawned, if morning. like the others, almost them all. one night he yawned too.

there was strife in the evening. how could they yawn at that, the lot of them?

how. they, did is how.

- one collection jar

- an outreach attorney

- a screen treatment

there was also the issue of nutrition. you’re still all human, of course/\

only the warmth of the beast’s belly will do for clothing, wherein no shelter is needed.

it comes at the price of a small bit of your decorum.

at the academy, upon training the others - taking a wife - conquering windstorms - they again the lot of the them succumbed to the sequel. it’s tied up in litigation to this day.

some rumored plot lines follow

* the christly saint within ensconces

* clean water supplies for the hope of all people

^ great reduction in cost [re: production values] - deducted from the hue

^ {this being a fair target for debate.

CHApter tw0 the CAPS lOcK

2, 1

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sweet syrup replaced the water . people were immune by then. but still.

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place your hand into the sunset.

The Free Thing

The world was in need of a new hero, and so was born the free thing.

Was it the cost or the freedom that mattered?/

Was it tomorrow too late?

So came and went the freething, greetings apart from it the ending was departful.  The girl left in charge did her best. Soon she was a woman, and her best was enough.

The people got a free hero, the new thing. So much time on her hands.

Steve Jobs" review

that new steve jobs movie no one is seeing - i mean the latest biopic - manages to be both stilted and emotional at same time (when that contradiction is most pronounced, it captivates for moments). it's like a pretty good play that's too big for the stage, and that feels like the best thing about it.



Directed by Danny Boyle
Written by Aaron Sorkin (screenplay, from book by) Walter Isaacson
Starring Michael Fassbender, Kate Winslet, Seth Rogen, Jeff Daniels

doctor pottery one

crazy christian creative times for kids would be elegant with the world.

in a land begrudging no one.

and they had a swim club for the ladies.

the men flew dinosaurs.

the pottery sang.

- Dr. Pottery!” cried the salient foe, who scratched at the surface of a magazine.

- a dream as you’ve seen such as this” the Dr did sing and no more.

rain had

the mayor had a horrid idea but she was enthused by  it.  she pushed it through the city councilors, right thru them, the city into.

did n’t matter, the rain had abated.

the map the great map

the map the great map it was ailing, drinking itself away.

where did it lead to? {this great map]

- in the right direction.

Oh, and now it’s lost?

- yes.

Oh!

and now it’s drunken, away, an dl ost [the great map]

and now it is morn.

the newer approach arrived

the newer approach arrived upon
the sisters did convene

- in a tree?
no

- in a fire?
in a fire tree

scrt idtnty

in a world so ,ultiracial everyone matched your memory, there was the turk. he was not the villsain, he was thG00D  mEssanger. He was Irish, Socctish, and Lao by the bye.

Monica Mikos is our mistress, Richard Dresden is the nemy, an& Wraymund Wrightland just may be our hero. He has a scret Identiy:

The Whisper

He is the Whisper, they barely speak his name

.

first adevnture

paenl 1: there is an excusion, bodies everyehhwhre it almost feels too loate for e evrything

.

but that is not a clue

panels 2-7: repeat paen; 1.

panel 8:

splash page in time

Wraymund Wright;land is on the clock.

acroos the way, in twon still not far, Dresden with a clock past half over his shoulder, plots ‘is own demise by sabotage.

panels 9 trhu 18: it is a plot to curry favor with the resdiennts, that Dresden.

panl 20 (half page)

that Drsden, always plotting

panl1 21 (bottom corleft cornnre) ;  [advert] / panel 22 (bottom right corner) : a suite at the Remedy, Monika lives highly and recommends the same. Her referrals cary weight, and lift spirits.

In the guise of The Whisper now, Wrightland arrives to hush bewilderment - this takes up a two page splash , panel 23.

true Theories left Over judges [returning Overcoat Thrust i]

true theories left over judges and always with the pimps in this shit world sometimes. always the pimps in the shit. i was just a clerk, a bandit, an emissary from text door. in an overcoat of course, the return:

return of overcoat thrust i: in the first person for the very first time

i kept dodging the lesser troubles and facing the real dilemmas head on. no more shadow solutions, this was in the light - overcoat still, par for the course. This soon left to an appearance before congress. a new theater even for me. as known, i had just entered the public arena like.

just like that.

My New Word

My new word for poetry is insomnia. I'm a great insomniac.

I need a Rev

I need a Revlon

Girl.

No, not really. I don't desire any particular

Revlon model. I just saw an old poster &

I thought that was a good line.

A good line of words I thought of.

Not a cosmetic one.

Not "not a

cosmetic line of words" though it is a truly

superficial phrase; Not “not a good Cosmetics

Line.” I can't speak to the quality of their

products; I simply have no idea. For that

I need a

Revlon Girl. I want an

Avon Lady.

Some Folks

Some folks ain't got no class. Others lack insight. Neither? that's a horrible double bill. I was on a train, but it's been a while. Often on various trains but not lately. When's the next train? Is it the one the intended riders deride? Now it's just helicopters for me, and I only hear them overhead.
Some folks, also: no style. Oh that's a tough slog. Cliches and I don't know what, milkshakes? I avoid those interactions. I like the holy people, and I don't mean righteous. I don't mean it at all, I'm talking about a characteristically quantifiable but essentially inimitable quality of individuality.

the book i wrote that caused this post

the book i wrote that caused this post
is out of print by virtue of being unpublished 

i am misdirected and sane; I am possessed of its manuscript.

star power eludes most fingertips, written by hand ain't no angle nor the sounds nor the tragedy of sleep.

i am appalled today.

i have left the rebellion to cover the ascendancy.

dispatch from the colony

wishes for retreat

.

WHEN i Was Frankenstein's

WHEN i Was Frankenstein's monster, I carried a feathery umbrella, I wore a fine cap. i Was spoken of in hushed tones not from fear but from reverence. i Was a monster, a true success.

Six Heroes Named No One

No one, who could fly

No one, who could lift tall buildings

No one, who was pure
No one, who was divine

No one, who could negotiate

No one, who won

The Bread Room Limits

They entered the bread room, but there were limits.. They were welcome in the bread room, but there were limits. The bread room limits throughout - ,, - throughout all the other rooms. The bread room limits just what you can do.

They entered the silk hall.

New stories

New stories of freedom, written in the dark.

Document Retreat

document retreat
I am deleted

Elf2m

The elf said to the maggot, what the fuck?
The maggot replied, could I possibly start this candle - I, a maggot?
They sat in the dark. The elf was afraid of fire.

Away from Screenland Drive

Away from Screenland Drive
Away from the spirits' bar
Who brings the filet?
On justice hill in the time of revision
Who makes the salad then?

This street is misleading
It goes somewhere else
But it's like an idyllic highway.

Let's pretend this is a Mystery

There is time to hover on the
Double sidewalk there is
Time to shuffle on a single suggestion

Let's pretend this is a mystery: God's relation to
Man.

No, more like a murder but maybe that's it.

Collecting evidence…
¥ield:
The breeze

Alley Cat Night

Alley cat night
Out on the sidewalk
Must be that hour
They're all black.

Chapter One: i wrote it online.

The night was typo and loud enough too by far.

The favorite heiro long dead,  All looked for a new lead. They blamed the best of them. They, the one very best of them. Blame pulls no ratings now and here, not right then. A new recovery, a new tactic taken - you saw that coming. The strict story adhered to, in absence of agreement.
The action finally set upon, the sleepy TV station came to play. Everybody caught on with it, rode it along to fame. Everybody. Yawn.

"The one to one benefit concert for the children of willowbrook is Sold out." the alternate resort, the alternate radio that is, came to say.

After work, she settled in. Put the book on. It was going to be a long night.

Yes i use the sidewalk

Yes I use the sidewalk ,
it's true. I don't always drive.
Where there's no sidewalk even
I might walk in the street.

Am I the Only One Who Loves

Am I the only one who loves the weather 
when the weather's not around?

when there's no more weather, I'm the
only one.

i have to tell you about my shirt. 
I
m being paid to.

Everybody's Single

Everybody's single handed heart stab everybody's golden watch.
Everybody. 
I am off the opinion of the wall I am theodicy's everybody.
Everybody.

murder of She Who Moved in Celluloid Only

murder of your dark mistress
she who moved in celluloid only
she pre-advancement blue

murder and your own end in her defense
.
the murderer then at large.

Revenge

and Exultations


the daughter has risen
sibling to none, orphaned, and righteous

the murderer encased in a horror net wrapped over and spun to cement. such visions to endure forever. beyond justice, pure judgement, and on parade to dissuade others

foul Hell invited in by the blood evidence of a dull punk's felonies.

Trafficking in Mannequins

Trafficking in mannequins, a terrible clown game. Jugglers turned hustlers, what was our nature - and what is nature to such as us? The heroes were unspeakable, it's even been said. I'm an early model, wooden at worst, sturdy yet prone to crack.

Stepping past our first dance direct to our last, we fell upon the interior mountaintop, legs entwined, and rose akimbo.

Her accent faint but fetching, her attachment indiscernible, her mouth an endless moment away,  I shied down the site of our snide, dry romance. On occasion I try to catch her fiberglass eye. Even now, she sometimes blinks.

Upon Finally Meeting a Live Angel

Upon Finally Meeting a Live Angel there
was screaming and handclaps set to an
insidious rhythm.
Yes, you guessed it from our shared dark lot:
there were pimps and generals, too.

Upon Finally Meeting a Live Angel
I noticed her sword.

Armed too with hexes, and no mere mischief they'd unleash.
Armored by knowledge
She prevailed.

The lemon paper One: melon cape

The new craze in fashion:
The Melon Cape

- my oh my, is that the melon cape?

- oh my oh my, this is a melon cape.

Mistaken as unique once: the melon cape

Ghost Rider Adventure, 1.

Words by the author. Art by George Tuska

& Vince Colletta, Bob Hall & Bob Layton. 

Panic Heroes in Sepia

Panic heirs, heroes in sepia
calm in vibrant red
Bored attendees
Peers of mine, all.

I can't bother with the trailers
The feature isn't worth staying for
and we've all been misled.

The gadgets are inefficient
spawning sadness as only letdowns can.

The remedy is for everyone to sleep
all at once
no one on guard
& no one maintaining
what came before
.

Ugh, My Reaction

Ugh, my reaction was restraint. Not just
restrained, but restraint itself. Listen,
there was weeping. And needless
antagonisms. And the strangers all wailed.
Everyone I didn't know was cavorting in agony.
So I refrained.

Your doctrine is uglier than my fantasy.

Oh Silk Madonna

Oh silk seamstress Madonna
bedding the wizard Messiah
Spiritual sister to juggling Judas, clown
Betrayer of the sacred tent, the
Holy big top you've woven, three-ring Trinity ( star attraction trio in lights )

Can't you hear me moaning for your
Pleasure, miscuing the bright dawn for a
Midnight arrive; say when will
You come?

Hapless barker, lost to history, no extant record.
Then ringmaster, when you've all cleared out, &
still forgotten. Early millennium sideshow
not
even a footnote, but you'll know
when you date
my papyrus I
Challenged god.

Come to Ridicule Mephisto

i've come to ridicule Mephisto

cartoonish lout

i'm here to praise the penny

or just the copper color

intermission}

dressing room characteristics, next on now

child agonies of the flustered, at then

the sandwich murders, thursday each time

{{{{}}}}}}

into the quick guild he joined. then his daughter was a hero. in between, betrayal before congress. but later the big bench.

{coordinates to follow}

Filleted and Ham-fed

Filleted and ham-fed, a bunch of shit people they're feeding us, still up on the TV screen.
Held over and back sore, endless worn sellouts everywhere.
Where is my dispatch?/or even a mistrial, for me?
A mistrial, for me! iCried said to the C.
I cried, too, said she.

Aphrodite Of The 405

Aphrodite of the 405
- a shame you don't exist;
Sweet dancer of Sun Valley;
Maria Callas of Mission Hills;
I hold your names at LAX baggage claim,
limo driver to love legends
super shuttle deep into the shit of the valley.

Marriage is for suckers
- cunt suckers and cock lickers, that is.
If you're gonna go down the aisle
you better be willing to go down.
Life is long, after all,
if things go well.

And if you're well willing
to go down into the valley
deep down
well below Mount Olympus
be sure to go deep into the shade
where Athena knows
a tricker too.

"The Collector's The Threepenny Opera" became

"The Collector's The Threepenny Opera" became the perfect listen for a solitary drive through the faintly foggy hills. Pirate Jenny even coaxed or commanded a windshield"s paltry constellation of raindrops from our unyielding and starless sky.

The Relegated Adventure"

Hiss, hiss? They couldn't believe it. They were surrounded.
Later at the tent everyone relaxed, regulating intentions.
Regulated, intentioned,
They left.

This adventure classified perfunctorily

I Merit

I merit not curses,
but garlands.
I deserve a new Psalm Sunday.

Theater Review: Redletter/The Neo-Futurists

(Another!) review for Newcity Stage: 

                RECOMMENDED

Lisa Buscani, Trevor Dawkins, Bilal Dardai/Photo: Joe Mazza

Decades ago when the Neo-Futurists were new at what they do here, I once duplicated scripts or some such documents for them in my arduous and artless role at the Kinko’s of Illinois flagship location. Some member came in to retrieve the copies when I mentioned that my own writing was very possibly the sort of work they might wish to produce. I was told with a dismissive and arrogant air “we have enough writers.” I confess there’s no connecting that offending individual with the Neo-Futurists’ current production. I’ll even damn my intro as unethical, while also excusing it as wholly appropriate. See, the current production “Redletter” is largely about journalism ethics…

(read full review here)

Theater Review: Boeing Boeing/906 Theatre Company

 Another review for Newcity Stage:

I try to accentuate the positive in even my most negative reviews, but seeing as how playwright Marc Camoletti is long dead and likely buried far from Newcity’s target readership, I’m going to fly write (right!) into what I care not about 906 Theatre Company’s production of the Frenchman’s play: the play itself…

   ( read full review here )

What Forth to Mine Own

What forth to mine own agenda?
Stilted lust across handsaw table,
sharp tooth ridge. At the moment when
we dare our eyes. What error we make
to observe and further to remark
upon our distance. Tomorrow is for
yesterday's cowardly followers. I advocate
however belatedly for today.

Theater Feature: Near The Center: Indiana Theater Wants Chicago to Know They’re Worth the Trip

  A feature for Newcity Stage:

Dennis Kelly and Ami Silvestre/
Photo: Bridget Earnshaw

William Pullinsi/
Photo: Bridget Earnshaw

“It’s really close, I mean it’s about thirty minutes. Some people think it’s Muncie and that’s way far away compared to Munster which is just right next door.” Artistic Director William Pullinsi is addressing the challenges of convincing Chicagoans to cross the state line for a show. I confess I myself made this geographical error, Googling “Muncie, IN” before looking up his Theatre At The Center…
   ( read full feature here )

We Slept Where We Were Secret

We slept where you and I were secret
agents and
Lovers too and we couldn't stop
spying and
we couldn't stop
cumming and then we
weren't sure which we were really being
paid for
- all our undercover action
or all our action
above the covers 
(never under, you and I, unencumbered and
so easy to
surveil).

Then we discovered the truth, which was,
you know:
information
after all:
intelligence,
when they took our baby,
when they hailed
the exceptional child as
Double Agent Supergene
. from to harvest entire agencies of
upcoming generations.

We had to vet her play dates
it didn't matter
they'd all turn triple play gents before
puberty even.
Liberty means nothing, lovely, in our
familial clandestine operation.

Hence for final Christmas we stole away
with her to
the breech
sipped red tea with the enemies she knew
as mommy and daddy too
listened to some god awful folk music
stepped into the hootenanny line of fire
crept back to our hidden vault of attrition,
our lair of compromise, and
summoned those above and
beyond geopolitical concerns.

For, finally, we had no allegiance to
our global race of betrayers. We played the
hand not one of the hustlers nor handlers ever
knew we had. We called it
Celestial Override.

Return of the Funny Animal

Return of the Funny Animal
  in the skin.
Pliable hilarity upsurge.

Begot!  By gum!  Before each movie.

Elastidistic Orangutan everywhere.
Bundalo Eels.
Winning beats and! Miss You née Chin.

All the burning fur.

new adventures of the hero of the future

new adventures of the hero of the future
 

Team Mystery bereft.
 

So, alonelier but never alone

with trusted antagonists

and loyal synpathizers

said hero remains ahead of us.

s

Theater Feature: From Beau Sides Now: Rhino’s O’Reilly Looks at the Good and Bad of Life on Chicago’s Fringe

  A feature for Newcity Stage:

“Go Fuck Yourself” is surely the most provocatively titled of the five Beau O’Reilly one-acts featured in the 26th Annual Rhinoceros Theater Festival. O’Reilly got a surprising reaction when he brought the idea to his theater company. “I expected everybody to go, ‘God, this is terrible! You can’t do this, you’re just shooting yourself in the foot’,” explains O’Reilly. “That’s not what happened: the majority of people who read the play thought, ‘This is the best thing you’ve ever written.’”

Judith Harding & David Isaacson in “Sex and Minutia.”
Photo: Jeffrey Biven

In the play, the co-founder of Curious Theatre Branch portrays a mean old actor/writer whose work grows increasingly short until “finally he’s doing this piece called ‘Go Fuck Yourself’ where that’s the only line in the play…   ( read full feature here )

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I die a little bit with every passing
moment, but encountering timeless
beauty makes me
feel each tiny demise.