To Answer Your Trivia Question

Everything I learned in life I learned from Robbie Grey

A Particularly Virulent Strain

Exactly what am I looking at right now, and how can I define the sensation which has overtaken me?

Heavy Meddlesome Lids

I drink my leaded coffee and travel paths to unknown worlds.

Saucers Above Corpses Below

I’ve been infatuated with the beauty of it all, and I am peeking outside forever. There is a signal stemming from a twentieth century device that no longer works. Not here. Not there. No cadence. No fades. No rivers. No traitors. The moon is mammoth tonight. It takes up the whole sky. I want to charter a flight and journey the space-ways until the whole thing dissolves into nothing.

Rest In My Pit

Hell, I could lose myself forever blanketed in this interminable warmth. With steady hands to tenderly scratch what itches. Sweat squeezed from tiny pores amid frigid mornings. Kiss hostility goodbye. No more appetite for construction, or anything else for that matter. All that I care for is you.

Come In And Stay Warm

Its eyes smolder like the remains of the roof that burnt down on the Fourth of July thirteen years ago.

Hunger Just Kicked In

This is the domestication of electricity as performed by a body full on two bottles of wine. Hello everybody. Hello everybody on the other side. Command us with voices hidden deep within our radio static and commit us to work. Live from somewhere. Bounced off mountaintops on planets light-years away. Returned to Earth free of charge, several hundred years later. Amend the airband and hope for happy mistakes.

Swallow This Message Whole

From across the globe to the safety of your home. Ecstasy has arrived. Roll around in mud
on a summer’s eve. The nights are short shorter shortest now. There are not
too many more opportunities to capture brilliance in a bottle.
Magic is to heal the ill and revive the dead.

Echo Location

Tidal waves of love flood barely-there beaches long deserted. Joyous visitors gone missing are rarely missed by those remaining souls. I first heard the scream in the last remaining minutes of darkness, with sunrise mere moments away. Its origins could not be placed. I thought it came from the barn. Oh, how I was wrong.

Dónde?

An invitation with a date and no address.