difficult to cure.

poems, vision, stories and soliloquies from the void. m.a.b. est. 1968.

  • “No Country For Old Men.” (Dir- Coen & Coen; Scr: Coen, Coen & McCarthy. 2007.) Notes on the film’s ending.

      “Alright then. Two of ’em. Both had my father in ’em . It’s peculiar. I’m older now then he ever was by twenty years. So in a sense he’s…

  • God Said…

    I’ll tell you what God said and sat down on the universe Opened up a beer Put out the sun And darkened the starlamps By waving his knuckled bruised hands…

  • This is what happened one day at a State Psychiatric Hospital

      The parade was wrong on so many levels. It was a sweltering, muggy July morning–the Friday before Independence Day. Each unit had been instructed in advance to assemble in…

  • The Ensenada Poems*

    I. I came here alone, I have nothing gave nothing now the cat and the traffic bother me the cat because he threw up trying to eat a cockroach and…

  • To Live, To Die, To Lie–Is L.A.

    there are many ways to go here— by cop by car chase, by crack pipe cacophony; by needle, by hooker, by pimp, by family façade & shot gun blast; by…

  • Iatrogenic Effects

    I’m usually remiss in my responsibilities to God I take and don’t ask, spend what I don’t have I pine for what isn’t mine, love what can’t be fixed I…

  • Haunt & Hang

      I’m alone in Carrow’s waiting for my pancakes Two old men sit in the booth nearby The remnants of toast, eggs and the crumpled napkins of their lives splayed out…

  • Asking Los Angeles

    Look, I asked the city for salvation and her wings spawned a murder of crows at the La Brea exit; I was holding the bag wondering where that raven haired…

  • Woke up with a war next to me

    I woke up swinging, with a war next to me on the pillow I had a few hours of minutiae and meandering at a memorial service, I had too much…