I really don’t know how the windows get as dirty as they do … and so quickly. Air in the city is … chewable. #typewriter #poetry #pleasesavemecoffee

Oops … did it again … originally posted as my human form … bsky.app/profile/bike...

… Monday morning … #typewriter #poetry #hermesbaby

It’s a crime that I can’t accurately capture how glorious this machine is, in this sunlight. The colors and shine of chrome just don’t come through properly.

And now? #typewriter #poetry #resist #dontstopnow

Up before sunrise to witness and sift through memories …

Some mornings really are spectacular …

… a contrast in thoughts, while sipping afternoon coffee … #typewriter #poetry #youthiswastedontheyoung

Midweek already?

… coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee …

"... AI will never write real poetry because people like the poetry that AI writes, and no one likes poetry." No way I could've said it more accurately.

You mean one doesn't have to extrajudicially murder people to stop drugs?

The resistance will be meme-ified … #typewriter #poetry #inflatablearmy #fightingfrogs

I know I’m not alone in experiencing this sudden onset of what feels like “ADHD*,” due to the swirling shitstorm that is our collective existence. *I’ve never been diagnosed or tested, but more than a few people have tapped the sign … #typewriter #poetry #wtfbrain

… dreams … #typewriter #poetry #dreams

Again, that morning light is just unbeatable. #typewriter #poetry #artisresistance

More people should have the experience of learning their incredibly fragile insignificance. I was on fishing boats before I could stand or speak, and it shaped my understanding of the world before I knew it had. #typewriter #poetry #imonaboat

I mean … for real … clouds … we don’t deserve them. #typewriter #poetry #clouds

Really needed another cup of coffee, so took a moment to sip and tippytap. #typewriter #poetry #coffeebreak

… out the door before sunrise, for daughter’s before-school figure skating training … poetry on pause until later … #typewriter #hermesbaby

… I don’t dance … at least not when I’m awake … #typewriter #poetry

What a surprise … up before the sun … again. #typewriter #poetry

Albini nailed this moment almost 20yrs ago … “Anti-intellectual, the new virtue …” “Repeat the lie …” #shellac

… pausing for another very necessary coffee … #typewriter #poetry #thatblue

To paraphrase, “we’re gonna need a bigger *cup of coffee*.”

… it’s Monday morning and the coffee is going to have to do some heavy lifting today …

“… blush with desire …” #typewriter #poetry

“Sunday morning coming down …”

It’s blatantly fall in many parts of the (broken and battered) country. It’s less obviously fall in San Diego, but it’s very subtly beginning to show up. It’s a bit of a second spring, as the dry, dead grasses begin to re-green, and the non-native trees drop leaves because they were born to do so.

… lingering … #typewriter #poetry

The crows and I really should be closer - why they don’t hang out on my railing for me to feed them and share stories, I’ll never know. #typewriter #poetry #crows

Like sleep, I’ll retire when I’m dead … #typewriter #poetry #goldensunlight

Had to drop the neurotic-but-lovable dog off at the vet this morning, but (of course) words popped into my head as I reached for the car keys. So I quickly jotted them down to type upon return home. #typewriter #poetry #writerswrite

Get up. Sip coffee. Abuse typewriter.

Some mornings the light is just almost more than I can handle.

… first day typing on the Baby in several months, hence the overuse of correction tape to compensate for my fumbling fingers, as I get reacquainted with the Hermes feel … I forget what a light touch it requires, which is always an adjustment for my hammer-fisted manhandling of the type keys.

I can’t quite wrap my head around the fact that it’s October 1st already. #typewriter #poetry #howisitalreadyoctober

October 1st is less than two hours away, so the magnificent Hermes Baby is getting the call up for the month. This wonderful ultra portable is a joy to type on … and, of course, the absolutely iconic Hermes mint green is … #chefskiss #typewriter

… small paper, small poems … #typewriter #poetry #plantsanddreams

The writer’s block is less a blockage than an avalanche of words and too little focus. The constant churn of WTF has scrambled my ability to focus beyond a few words at a time. So I’m making even shorter micro poems and haiku a permanent feature - cutting my own paper stock from my larger sheets.

… morning of randoms … #typewriter #poetry

… unsleep … it’s a thing … #typewriter #poetry #unsleep

Coffee is life and is keeping me alive. #typewriter #poetry

Never skip leg day … #typewriter #poetry

If you think it’s only about the late night comedians, the trans community, or “antifa,” you’re not paying attention … because none of us are safe. Free speech, like any other “right,” is not a given, simply because it was written on a document over 200yrs ago. #typewriter #poetry #freespeech

My words are profoundly inaccurate to describe the sunrise that raucously erupted across the sky, spilling and sloshing colors, like some kind of drunken Van Gogh. What seemed like hours, was just a matter of minutes … and then the colors faded into the accepted blue and white of morning sky.

Lather Rinse Repeat #typewriter #poetry #dreamories

The best mail I get … only wish it was more often. #poetry #poetrymagazine #poetryfoundation

Once again, to borrow from the near-perfect song, Promises, by Fugazi … “stupid fucking words …” That blank piece of paper. My canvas and my grave. #typewriter #poetry #words