A beautiful pile of meat

Here's a poem,

called "Meat"

I have no sense of design

and my nose bleeds 

for no reason.

When I look into the sink

and see yesterday's stubble,

I know I'm a pile of meat

sausage

in all natural casing.

-1999

I have a new short video up, check it out here  

or in the usual place.  

I have 5 videos going into the UAA Faculty show, it'll be my first public performance where I actually have to stand there and watch people watch my movies.  Always a nerve-wracking endeavor.  

Also have a show at a cafe a friend is opening up, the Q cafe on 36th.  And a show at the Arc Gallery on the UAA Campus.  For a guy who said he wasn't going to go out and get shows while he's in Grad school, a lot is happening.

Carry On,

mike