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TEND TO YOUR OWN GARDEN. CANDLEMASS, WATERBOYS, MANIACS, FLORIDA DESTROYER.

It’s spring so you will try to retaliate against the sad winter you had with little blossoms of spite and thorns of resentment. You are growing these from deep within your own uneasy gut, quivering and questioning the existence orbiting around choices only you’ve made. Every year people lose their minds. It’s like if you give them a chance they just ask…

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LET ME LOVE YOU NOW

Hello - Wake up and write the first lines that come out - no edit - no perfection - no second guesses. It’s a message of strength from the flickering mind to remember the present is a present.

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COLD CAVE - SHE REIGNS DOWN

For the spiritually lustful…

SHE REIGNS DOWN

New song out now everywhere.

Bandcamp and Apple Music here.

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STILL HER/E

Poem for Genesis P-Orridge who dropped he/r body for four years ago today, from Plague Poems.

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedTHE FIRST BOOK OF THE BIBLEI awoke from a dream at 5:23Because your voice was too clearSaying Oh Hello You made it through after all? I'm surprised this thing actually worked!When the body dropsDid they not embalm you so that Your tongue could stay intact?Ah but you know your voice w...

NO ONE TOLD ME IT WAS MARCH ALREADY AGAIN

No one told me it was March already again. I set myself up for understanding the January - February rainfall bed ridden mire but all hope evaporates in electric heat regardless of the soul training leading up to the blizzard. Why is that? I’m in bed now typing this on my phone. I think I could make it to the desk but it’s so cozy here with humans and a puppy and it’s dark out and I fell asleep to the sound of coyotes howling and wake to birds chirping. Is it true we are being conditioned to hibe...

HAPPY NEW TEARS VOL. 7

New playlist of Mark Lanegan sung songs. This is what I’m listening to this weekend. Wishing you all the very best.

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PASSION IS NOT ENOUGH

February 22 is going to be one of those dates I’ll just always remember. It’s the day Mark Lanegan left us and coincidentally the day Genesis P-Orridge was born. Both were irreplaceable guiding lights in my life... and both are forever cherished in their impossible absence. I look around and try but don’t always see much. If I spend the rest of my days with a void of guided kin and inspiration, I’ll survive knowing I loved and was loved by two of the baddest motherfuckers to ever walk the earth....

COMEDY

Slow wave from the shore… washed up after January, half Feb. Everyone I asked about it said it felt the same. A wash. Is it age or a virus or just the etiology of all this weight? Runoff. I don’t know. Tried to reach out but it got in the way of music. At least I’ll leave these months with songs. Hibernation. What the hell is going on?

That’s where I’ve been. And it’s raining again in LA. Day Three. I thought to go somewhere. Tahiti. But it’s raining there too. I had a birthday.

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PILATES FOR MY SHORT FUSE

If you ask me where I’ve been then you already know I can’t answer. What reply could satisfy? Carving snow angels into the bed… Shaking hands with the knife until it no longer bleeds... Wrapping my head around the only lamp shining down the canyon. Calling the emergency line. No one answered. Friday I flew to the Netherlands and Sunday I flew home.

I li…

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WE ARE IMPAIRED BY OUR DREAMS

It’s 5:30 in the morning and I’m at the desk after staring out the window from bed into the dark glen for over an hour, up the hill where coyotes roam. In half-sleep an hour prior to that I heard them proclaiming, likely death. They aren’t so different than humans. Herd mentality. Out for blood. Diseased and strutting through the night. I’ve read that they are emotional creatures as well. I wonder when one of their own dies if they would have the depth to mourn the loss with an emoji.

Friday mor...