by upright | Dec 8, 2015 | Ulysses |
After he woke me last night same dream or was it? Wait. Open hallway. Street of harlots. Remember. Haroun al Raschid. I am almosting it. That man led me, spoke. I was not afraid. The melon he had he held against my face. Smiled: creamfruit smell. That was the rule,...
by upright | Dec 4, 2015 | Ulysses |
Cocklepickers. They waded a little way in the water and, stooping, soused their bags and, lifting them again, waded out. The dog yelped running to them, reared up and pawed them, dropping on all fours, again reared up at them with mute bearish fawning. Unheeded he...
by upright | Dec 3, 2015 | Robot E Lee |
ROBOT E LEE WAR JOURNAL: 3rd December, 2015 I have heard of skirmishes being fought over ideology, religion, land, and love, but never have I ever seen so much violence born from the opportunity to save 50 dollars on a flat screen Television.
by upright | Nov 30, 2015 | Ulysses |
The dog’s bark ran towards him, stopped, ran back. Dog of my enemy. I just simply stood pale, silent, bayed about. Terribilia meditans. A primrose doublet, fortune’s knave, smiled on my fear. For that are you pining, the bark of their applause? Pretenders:...
by upright | Nov 27, 2015 | Ulysses |
A point, live dog, grew into sight running across the sweep of sand. Lord, is he going to attack me? Respect his liberty. You will not be master of others or their slave. I have my stick. Sit tight. From farther away, walking shoreward across from the crested tide,...
