Sunday, July 27, 2008

dogbrain man: a song for a hero

dogbrain man
what a dogbrain can
is what he does
he's dogbrain man

dogbrain man
has a dogbrain plan
to be as dogbrain
as he dogbrain can

a look inside: the mind of the artist

how i labor over every word!
every single word!
every teeny little word!
every single word of this poem!
o! what it does to me!
the pain!
o! how i labor!
how i labor!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

I wrote a Batman screenplay of my own, you know.

Back in 2002. Strongly influenced by Bergman in general and Roth's "The Anatomy Lesson" in particular. The story was as follows: Bruce Wayne, five years into his career as a crimefighter, finds himself mentally and physically fatigued without any apparent cause. In crippling pain, embittered, unable to even leave his brownstone in downtown Gotham, he forsakes his superhero identity (what he calls his "bat-self"). Preparing for a tour of the Holy Land on the advice of his manservant Alfred, he is shocked into normalcy by the appearance of a dangerous new arrival to the city - a flamboyant thief in auguste clown attire calling himself "The Jokester" (mistakenly dubbed "Joker" by the press). Wayne prepares himself for action - he is miraculously reinvigorated. All is lost, though, when the Jokester is shot and killed by a police SWAT team during a bank robbery. Thrown yet again into one of his famously black depressions, Wayne takes to the streets as the Batman and, in what would be a shocking, heartwrenching scene, savagely beats a pickpocket to within an inch of his life. The film would end in the comatose victim's hospital room, with our tormented hero keeping a bedside vigil, praying for forgiveness, guidance, and the meaning he knows will never come.

Anyway, Paramount was interested for a while, but wouldn't budge without some pretty heavy changes. Among other things they wanted the epigraph gone (Psalm 116:11 - "I said in my haste, All men are liars.") and, typically, wanted the Commissioner Gordon character changed back to a white man. Long story short, nothing came of it, but I did get to meet Robert Evans.

operation: a poem

noperation notperation
an impressive showing
an impressive operation
doctor does his magic
doctor summons the queen of knowledge
when he consults,
she is forbidden to lie
and must impart upon him
sacred truths
and sacred wisdom
from her holy book in the clouds
and yeah, one day we shall get there
one day we shall get to the promised land
and i ask you to trust in me
that i will finish this operation
and spell the right operation
and avoid denial of entry

night of hearts: a poem

on this night of heats
i see a million mountains
i'd like to climb
but never shall
oh, woe
woe, woe, oh, woe
whoa, whoa, whoa, baby

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

dermot's hunger: a poem

dermot feels so hungry
he goes to the beach to find
his crab and eat it but he
doesn't find it there and
he goes to the forest

a bad decision
but he must live with it

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

follow the way: a poem

what this crap, man
what you doing, man
corn pepper born
life pepper life
beyond all freshness
lies the truth
beyond the truth
lies consequence
this is the way
follow the way
experience the flavor
for a limited time only

clams: a poem

on the bed of the ocean
clams sit and talk
they ask about life
and wonder what life is like
these clams want to learn
to learn
to learn is noble
be like the clam
a good message

maple syrup: a poem

taste this delicious maple syrup
taste the freshness
taste the incredible flavor
this maple syrup sure is good
thanks, mom

Monday, July 7, 2008

i'm a duck: a poem

i live in a pond
i'm a duck
forward to lumphaven
i make my home
i understand people
when they talk to me
they feed me bread
and i thank them personally

Friday, July 4, 2008

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