Author Archives: aidarends

dedicated to all the funkers. fake the funk, and your nose will grow. “a luscious bitch she is , true” “but it’s not nice to fool mother nature” on the city streets we see the daily toil blend into the mush the crowd and try try to forget we die every minute in this storyContinue reading “Amerika Eats Its Young”

well, it’s a new dark ages … how do people resist in the dark ages? — Read on http://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2022/aug/30/mike-davis-california-writer-interview-activism

as i fly over this time — Read on http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/52642/as-i-fly-over-this-time

You are missed you are love raining down from stars above above the trees a flyings by beneath the placid purple sky And where the journey never ends your heart begins to beat again i never knew how sweet the skin until the pear was prickly thin Seven stories to be told upon the towerContinue reading “untold sum”

my body is my buddymy buddy is my bodymy baby is my buddymy buddy is my baby my body was a babymy baby was a bodyetc.

you’re a very dangerous candidate in fact they voted you most likely to bite my head off we went thick as thieves or lovers what’s the difference these days?it’s a wash how much of you in meme in you and the threat of skinclosenessis always more lethal than it actually isola wave hello hola waveContinue reading “wave hello”

i waltzed in to disposition i never listened to what he said it took a while without clinician i never saw the light turn redi danced away from supposition the table cluttered buttered breadtoast and deals and inquisitionhad made the tide turn sickly redso what the deal was intuition the bonds between the left unsaidbugsContinue reading “stay or go waltz”

My heart rests, by the cold fountain.                (Fill it with threads,                spider of silence.) — Read on hellopoetry.com/poem/623223/dream/