The Geecologist

I, Too

I, Too

Oct 27, 2018 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I’ll be at the table When company comes. Nobody’ll dare Say to me, “Eat in the kitchen,” Then. Besides, They’ll...
Sunday Life

Sunday Life

Oct 20, 2018 | 2018, Featured, Mixes, Toons | 0 comments

Sundays need specific soundtracks. Lots of soul, lots of decent singing, some chunky bass, a few leftfield deviations and in my opinion, at least 3 orchestras. Here’s a punt at a mixtape for a Sunday with the Unknown Mortal, Submotion and Cinematic Orchestras...
I Sing The Body Electric

I Sing The Body Electric

Oct 13, 2018 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

1 I sing the body electric, The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them, They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them, And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul. Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own...
Lullaby

Lullaby

Feb 17, 2017 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.

Dark

Dark

Feb 27, 2014 | Featured, Fiction, My Lies, Poetry | 0 comments

Darkness is the lie, A lie only a suburb of the soul can see; Whispering, shuddering darkness, Silent and smooth as night. Engulfing darkness, smothering sharp senses, Claiming fresh cerebral sonnets. Sleep, insanity touches you darkly, “Madness? Nae, tis but a...