Occasional poet, writer and musician, from Oakland. In a former life I worked as a producer or engineer on things like “Energy” and “Insomniac”, but that was years ago, and here I am now, left turns and all, because life is to travel, or at least move around and watch things grow.
Here’s a recent piece of music I came up-
and a little poetry-
life is a lucky thing, bountiful among the
drugs and flowers, the
perfect vision of my poor sorry state.
merlot, diet coke and
sitting on the steps, waiting for
things to get better, as
if they could. these
ruined verses of
poetry unpronounced, these
hands reaching in
so many directions…