By J.J. Tindall
The Rod Beck Bummer
Apropos of
nada
I fell
forward
into the
abyss:
Posted on September 25, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
The Rod Beck Bummer
Apropos of
nada
I fell
forward
into the
abyss:
Posted on September 25, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
Rainbow Over the Adler From an Omnibus
True story: atop
An omnibus
At the Museum
Campus, after a brief
Shower,
Grinding my teeth
Posted on September 24, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
I WAS WATCHING JIM MIKLASZEWSKI
I was watching Jim Miklaszewski when the plane
hit the Pentagon. I did not yet know that my friend
Dan was killed. Rod would call
with that “news” the following day. Our hilarious, radical, knucklehead
high-school buddy had become Commander of Naval Intelligence
Posted on September 11, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
THE RELENTLESS MUSIC OF HOLLOW CLICHES
Sorry, ladies:
I want
to be an
artist.
Posted on September 7, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
I ONCE PRAYED TO GOD
I once
Prayed to God
To
Die.
Posted on September 6, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
THE MOON WANES OVER THE LAGOON
A large face of white glare followed me,
Like eyes in a proper painting,
Up Kedzie Avenue
along the west side
Posted on August 31, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
ME ‘N QUETZALCOATL LIKE TO WATCH!
My Little Buddy and I
LOVE to
watch
TELEVISION!
“Caliente!,”
local news, “Project Runway,”
Posted on August 30, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
49 WESTERN OWL FEVER DREAM
My secret lover, we
held one another! I kissed
your cheek and then you fell away into a room and then I became another
Posted on August 23, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
THE CITY
I am just a boy from a
quiet town
The brights lights of The City got me
hangin’ round
The North Side, the West Side, the
South Side
Posted on August 22, 2007
By J.J. Tindall
I AM NOT YET FAMOUS
Like a Weather
Man,
I name
Clouds.
Lately, I’m
Digging
Chinese: Wo Yen,
Wo Dur,
Mao
Zedong.
Posted on August 21, 2007