by Jason T. Kocher January 6th, 2009 - Creative » Reference »
Lazy dc n: a state where time does not stop, it dies…slowly; and few others rarely live in a cold blue soft dawn world of powdery concrete and seamless slight grey, labyrinthine horizons. “Well past midnight while walking around Wall Street, I took such a fantastically wrong turn in perception that I found myself dreamily […]
by Jason T. Kocher December 2nd, 2008 - Creative » Poetry »
We is propped We IS Propped Up on Stick and Staple and Pedestal Stop We is up We IS Up Over on Propped, Stick and Several Mop Stuck Out of Sight Out of Mind Just… …Out… …of… …Sight… Girls and Boys Dressed in their appearance Cradles flickering in their grave
by Jason T. Kocher October 7th, 2008 - Creative » Writing »
Thomas K’s Dream Diary – August 17th, 2008 All the senses are all at once dominated by a terrible, stinking and gritty heat that shines and slimes through what was once thought to be the firmly secured windows of the mind. In competition with one another, your sight, hearing, smell, and taste swim against the […]