collapsing bridges

copp and the fence of caution.

close encounter of the second kind: animals are disturbed.

either anthony braxton gleaned from close encounters or john williams from anthony braxton, or both, i thought as i listened to the mothership improvising with the space scientists on devil's mountain. but why do aliens always look like they were born premature and attenuated.

grant these pilgrims we pray a peaceful journey.

homer came a'maundering.

homer's epic tree service, dispatching myriad tree souls to the gods.

homer's odyssey of destruction never gets old.

it's as fresh as the day it was penned in the blood of immemorial human cloud factories.

oh homer.

you son of a bitch, you poet of doom.