Bunny Scent
My Dog Would Kill
Oh Give Me A Hill!
Walk Don't Run
Wise Crack
Joy Is In My Blood
Second Brain
humanity is a tiger
monkey gun
It Came To Me This Morning
tetrahedral cull cathedral
Four Tribes
It Passes, The Night
Loki & Lucifer
Love & Laughter
I'm A Born-Again Virgin
Subliminal Pornography
Luscious Lips of Lily
I Will Follow
Science and Dreamer
The Blood-Spattered Banner
America Was Invented
So You Think It Was Coincidence
The Magic Spell
There Is A Graven Image
Mass-Marketed Sports
Do You Wear A Tie?
The Veil
Water Water
Their Halls Ring With Laughter
The Story of Christmas
Poem For A Past Pontiff
Exodus 20 Revisited

Burning Man sound poems

Interactive Poems:


Four tribes
Lived around the base of a great mountain
And so great was that mountain
That there was great distance between the four tribes

And they each named the mountain as they saw it

One called it the Eagle
One called it the Great Bear
One called it the Old Man
One called it the Feather of God

One day a warrior from one of the tribes
Decided to take a vision quest
To the other side of the mountain

Many days and nights he traveled around the base
Until at last he came upon one of the other tribes
Who welcomed him with excitement

“By what name,” they asked him
“Does your tribe call the mountain?”

And he replied “The Eagle.”

And they laughed and laughed

“Surely you are of a tribe of morons!”  they jeered
and pointed at the silhouetted peak
“Look! You can see for yourself!
That’s no eagle!”