Those nails

Pity poor Pol Pot’s cat. Hitler’s hamster. Fed by this thing. Stroked by this thing. By this skin those nails they scratch that spot. Pity poor Pol Pot’s cat.

Smaller, slender, grave

Other people have smaller fingers slender grave pincers and they move fragments around. The smallest reposition dust to achieve a fine result. Not children. I’m not talking about children or woodland creatures. Other grown ups. Living in crash pads with thatched chairs and acoustic proto-guitars hung by the door. Look at them. Look at their … Read more

Wall pile

Wet ride this morning. Chalk bricks trying to absorb pulling it in cold wood old wood. Paper mats. His wet feet uncovered, yes? Flat cats lick his feet. Vapor socks. Lick sneaker pump. Lick vapor swoosh. And those feet stir. Now he’s caressing some space saying: “Hi. I will stab you in your leg.” Really? … Read more

The At Swim-Two-Birds Deathmarch Punt

It’s funny, when this one started I remember thinking “golly, this may be too easy for a deathmarch.” But for whatever reason, this is the deathmarch that has brought the highest percentage of folks low. I’m not sure how many we’re down to now — mebbe 10-14 or so folks reading along? Jinkies! Anyways, with … Read more

Three new Big Star tunes

If you’re a Big Star fan (and our market research shows that 31% of cv’s readership self-identify as “Big Star fan” or “fan of Big Star” or “person who is or would like to be identified as ‘Big Star fan’ or ‘fan of Big Star’”), you may already know that they’ve got a new record … Read more

Not that you…

Not that you need me to say this and anyways, who am I to say this besides which, knowing you, as I do you’ve probably already done this or else are getting geared up ya see really what I’m trying to say is: please consider giving what you can to a charity to aid Katrina … Read more