Sunday, December 23, 2012

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Monday, November 19, 2012

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Sunday, October 07, 2012

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Freeway.

Freeway. by Linda Kay Lund
Freeway., a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

A little HDR which I generally would not do. I think it works.

Friday, September 28, 2012

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Waterfall.

Waterfall. by Linda Kay Lund
Waterfall., a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

Paper, wood, metal tape, ink, mod podge. Inspired. Stolen.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

IMGP4408

IMGP4408 by Linda Kay Lund
IMGP4408, a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

The clouds almost pop.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Monday, September 17, 2012

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Wrong is right

IMGP3922 by Linda Kay Lund
IMGP3922, a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

Camera teetering on a rock, on a dock, on the river, with friends. I do like green eggs and ham. I DO Sam I am.

Thursday, September 06, 2012

Saturday, September 01, 2012

Monday, August 27, 2012

Wednesday, August 08, 2012

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Monday, July 09, 2012

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Friday, May 11, 2012


Drunk Dumb

hinging
angry and unhinged in the place
I can't write
can't speak
can't be someone different
someone more interesting
someone with more understanding
more time
for perfect
evolution
less time for everything
and my heart races with fear
and I continue to be nothing.  

Tuesday, May 08, 2012

My favorite.

IMGP1913 by Linda Kay Lund

Exposure0.022 sec (1/45)
Aperturef/0.0
Focal Length28 mm
ISO Speed400
Exposure Bias0 EV
FlashOff, Did not fire

IMGP1913, a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

Friday, May 04, 2012

Love and death.

Love and death. by Linda Kay Lund
Love and death., a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

Snake Bite

snake bitten words
venom ablaze
stinging as it moves into the muscle
every inch of my mind
working through each vein
killing the lining of my
tender heart
and this necrotic sting
is the death rattle
killing this useless soul
sickening this ego
and
destroying what used to love.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Otto.
tap tap 
hello neurosis is anyone home?
Is that you Otto knocking on my door?
Kunst ist Lebenstraumdeutung
Dear Mr. Rank will your analysis explain this vaginal dilemma?
This life's dream interpretation
As the blue tip of this icebergs cold evolution
dripping pain of Chinese water torture
slow, steady, quiet, excruciating
And you lord over me on this psychoanalytical couch
with the pen in your hand
ticking away the questions in my mind
art is life's dream interpretation
you keep saying it over and over
rebirth will fix this quiet pain
Box full of truth and lies 
art in the subconscious waiting for this rebirth
opening the petals of this ego
while the dark heat keeps counting down the hour.  

Saturday, April 28, 2012

                                             Tiny Geisha with bird.  

image0-1

image0-1 by Linda Kay Lund
image0-1, a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Taffy



fingers firm soft pulling
teasing that fervent mixture
of mania and sin
pulling it like taffy
or the dying mans gasp
making it all seem right
and the quiet irreverence
shoots that clean feeling
deep in this vein
it is just another day 
of everything and nothing
residue of shit talk
and quiet dreams
bubbling in my chest 
crude and again
unforgiving and hopeless
with the tingle on my mouth
hot peppers on a cunt
and I am asleep on the 
train daydreaming to this
laughable adventure
eyes wide open without understanding
that everything wreaks of piss
but the day dream of simple hands 
can wash this city's pain
making everything new
filling these thighs 
with quiet 
expectation

Tuesday, April 24, 2012


Cockerel

dry dirt
dusty death in a cockerel's crow
do not let me lay here in this painful song
this wake up to nothing
sadness song
crowing hard this fucked up mench
good but the fear
keeps me a bit mad
wishing the right path
were always right
and this dry death
sings across the barn yard
with my boots on the dirt
dead dust
scratching the earth
scratching the surface
seeing the words 
chicken scratch
and goodness rides on the back
of this fearless cock
crowing for my salvation
crowing for 
forgiveness
crowing for an inch
of your sweet tongue
the dirt turns to mud
in your perfect
mouth
while you crow
this cockerel's 
crow

Sunday, April 22, 2012


strange radar


sound waves against the bright bar light
correct and comfortable
glimmering brightly
everything made of drunken glitter
floating on the nights shock waves
rippling
riding
boots shuffle and everyone seems so white
that dirty white that reads a little hate
but my strange radar
doesn't let me swallow this dead air
painless stars
shine in the half black city sky
without expectation
without need
pure simple comfort
balanced truth
on the head of a pin
and the soft crush
in my velveteen palm
holds the sound waves of the soul

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Shit.

Ass over tea kettle
face on the bricks
you and the gravel kissing
making love in a most un natural way
with the spin in your brain
and booze on your gut
dreaming of the place where one foot on the floor
stops the world
and your dick is not so whiskey
she looks better in the morning
than you remember

Tits made of glass
shattered along with her ego
and the guilt sings
a slave to the bottle song
bile and pretending
bar back in the crack of her ass
and he looks younger than she remembers
but smells of cigarettes and bad tattoos
his postage was paid
by this nights forgetfulness

His mouth on her neck
she is nothing
but an angels halo on the head
of a boar
and his incessant chatter
has the IQ of a fool
the tarot card is reversed
making the babe new
ready to babble
and suckle another broken day

Man.

IMGP0928 by Linda Kay Lund
IMGP0928, a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

DSCF3483

DSCF3483 by Linda Kay Lund
DSCF3483, a photo by Linda Kay Lund on Flickr.

My boy. So long ago.

Friday, April 13, 2012