Beloved Son Which one of you, if his son begs for bread, will give to him a stone? Or if for fish, will give him then a serpent? “Bless me—me also, O my father!” he cried out with an exceedingly great and bitter cry. But he was rejected, for he found no place for repentance, though he sought it diligently with tears; Read More

Eternally Yours O Lucifer, Deceiver, what a great serpent thou art! Father of nothing, thou art consumed By a private grief thou alone can know. Always hungry, never sated, Too full of thyself to speak — Thou canst not share thy sorrow, Thou canst not ask for love. O Jacob, O Israel, be not so quick to meat! Thou might love thyself to death. Read More

Cavernous Drip You cannot see it Drip You cannot see anything Drip Waiting you wonder Drip How come it doesn’t fill with water? Drip And then I could drown. Drip   Drip   3/12/2005  

Back in November, I suppose, I came across a news story about a researcher who found that he had brain activity that fit the profile of a psychopath. I thought I’d been told that we stopped trying to identify criminals by their physiology since we condemned the Germans for being better at it. But evidently Minority Report was just too Read More