THE SIEGE (PROLOUGE) 10:45p.m. The summer sauna night had room 214 shirt-stick humid, the once vibrant and illustrious setting now alien, stripped of its deco-ambiance and more vacant than I’d ever seen it in two semesters. Down the slope of frat-hill, the town of South Oaklands had been stripped just as barren. It’d taken all of three days after finals concluded to reduce an urban jungle into a veritable ghost town. For all the explosion of pomp and circumstance at the start, it seemed my fr...

"Beyond the Pencil" What skin? what bone? I AM these writes; Bled on bleached beech engraving --this ink to that think--baseless thoughts turn these axis spinning, And away I go flying off that rocker, lost in all that was never captured in the shade of granite no. 2. "Opening the Enlightened Eye" "You" must die As must "I" too For only in concious mind's demise do our selfing thoughts expand into the globe of world larger. And all that is Ego, Ergo, lost exposes the stripped core unto all t...