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Poetry

When I was studying philosphy at the University of California at San Diego, I read poetry (i.e. did poetry slams) at the Ché Café. Most of the works below were written during that period of time and then peformed at the Ché Café.



Che Cafe
Che Cafe
Abyss - A poem about depression, performed at the Che Cafe.

america - A poem I wrote while working for the department of defense in Newport, Rhode Island, 1986. It was at this time that I began to reassess my political positition and move leftward.

Bridget O' - A poem about a woman I met when I was a member of a Central America solidarity group. Many years later, I discovered she was stalking me. Bridget is at the core of the online stalking I have experienced. It turns out she is a snitch for the FBI. I mistook her for a friend. Fortunately, I never went down the path that McDavid did. Just for the record, nothing I was doing or involved in was illegal. I was being spied on because of my political work and for no other reason. I suppose, in that respect, I was lucky.
Performed at the Che Cafe.

Business As Usual - A poem about the twisted values behind corporatism.
Performed at the Che Cafe.

Chasm of Ignorance – At the end of 1994, I returned to Massachusetts from California to finish my degree in Philosophy. This poem is inspired by the gap between what we perceive and what actually exists.

Consciousness – This poem marks a confluence of ideas passing through my awareness while I was studying philosophy of mind. At the time of its authorship, I was considering the two kinds of existence that constitute the human individual: the individual as a biological creature and the individual as a system of beliefs, ideas, and inclinations (i.e. as a memeplex). It occurred to me that this duality is the primary cause of discord within the human condition. Each individual is two fundamentally different things, a body and a mind. The mind, however, thinks it is in control, but should it be? This poem was performed at the Che Cafe.

Dana Point - This disturbing poem comes from the aftermath of my divorce with my first wife combined with the loss of my confidant of that time period. This poem is about the same person who is the subject of the poem Bridget O'. At the time I wrote this poem, I did not know that Bridget O' was only in my life for nefarious reasons. (Dana Point is the name of the beach were we met many a night). This poem was performed at the Che Cafe and was also published in The New Indicator, when it existed only in hardcopy form.

Dark Age – A poem about materialism and the virtual reality we substitute for existence. This poem was performed at the Che Cafe.


Disembodied Meditations – A poem poking fun at Descartes and his Meditations. The poem intends to through a spotlight of the male dominated history of philosophy and the narrow focus by philosophy on the mind rather than the body. This too was performed by the author at the Che Cafe.

Escape of the Lion – Inspired by Nietzsche.

Falling – A poem about the anxiety of the middle class. Performed at the Che Cafe.

Fool's Gold – A poem about Bridget, the FBI informant.

Homework Interlude - I wrote this poem while sitting in the loft of a coffee shop in the Hillcrest community of San Diego. It speaks for itself and describes exactly what was happening when I wrote it.

Life – A poem about mortality.

Making Love – A poem I wrote after, well, doing what came naturally with a certain beautiful psychologist in San Diego. This poem was published in the New Indicator. While I was studying in a coffee shop in San Diego, I was surprised to hear a woman with a copy of the New Indicator reading it to her lover. She slid in her chair and said, "this makes me hot." To hear one stranger talking with another about my work in a completely candid situation in which my words, in black and white, could cause such a biological reaction within a complete stranger was the greatest complement I ever received regarding my writing.

My Little Box - A poem I wrote when I decided that I wanted to divorce my first wife.

Same Old Shit - I wrote this poem the day I decided to quit my job in California and return to school in Massachusetts. It's a poem about vomiting up the system.

War - A poem about war. I wrote this when I was 14 years old.

Zoom - In 1995, I returned to Los Angeles after finishing my degree in philosophy at the University of Massachusetts at Boston.  This poem is about being turned on by sensation of zooming through LA's freeway system at 3:00 AM.