Saturday, August 7, 2004
Why we must die
Saturday, August 7- 2am Who is knocking at my door? Will the powers to be, please tell me now Why we must die when can we fly? How must we live? Will the Powers to be, please let me know now. Why we must die? When we have just begun to feel alive and love NOTE: first draft, expect revision. As always comments and suggestions are welcomed.xoxoxo~ Vib~aka Ane Lazslo-Howard
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Friday, August 6, 2004
Simply Said- revised-duo form
( this could be a duo.) this is a different version of "Drag". Let me know if you like it, duo or no duo. the form etc. Tx bloggers for reading and commenting.xoxoox~Vib (C) 2004 Simply said Simply said I ache for her. Simply said: I long for her. Simply so simply Where is she tonight? High as a KITE I'm feeling high. I feel liKe having a cigarette. Need a patch to get me through this one. Need a patch to get me through this night. Simply asked: Do you ache for me? Simply asked: Do you long for...
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Thursday, August 5, 2004
Dancing Monk
Dancing Monk. When I first left New York when I first put in the key in the ignition, I felt starvation, elation, creation. When I put down the roof and saw the sky opening up over my head I was thinking I'm finally moving ahead. I am eating the ripe mango; Dipping the peach in the red wine With the brown sugar. And the speed. The speed. The speed. Must be that I'm crazy. Must be that I'm delusional Irrational, coming undone Unravelling like a wild dream in the desert where the rabbits are...
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Wednesday, August 4, 2004
Simply Said
Simply said: I miss her. 25 hours day is killing me. Where is she tonight? I'm crashing and sinking Need a fix of honey. She used to call me her superhero. What kind of hero has pizza crust in his bed? Super-zero. Need to feel like a regular guy, one with clean sheets and friends to meet. I feel like having a cigarette. I need this drag to get me by. Need a love patch to get me through this one. Need one to get me through this night. Simply asked: Do you ache for me? Would you think of me when...
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Tuesday, August 3, 2004
Montana
Montana (C) 2004 Resisting the pain that she's encountered before resisting she wonders where you are. You're missing. And so you said on the telephone: Keys are lost in the snow in Montana - Not to worry Springtime is always a time for discovery She's thinking Sighting of the man and missed opportunities. There is a song within the song - an answer to her prayers. The secret she kept from him – when she told him she wasn’t when god knows she was. why – to keep the peace – And now - She's not...
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Monday, August 2, 2004
Detroit~motown please~
©DETROIT Let's go out tonight So much soul in the city Let's go out tonight I want to feel what it feels to be young again And as the song goes "Cruise with the top down driving gangsta style". I want you to tell me that I'm your girl, "Talking about my girl" So much heat in the City Funk brothers at the sound factory 10 dollars for a melody And I'm tellin' the world. "You're my pride and joy, pride and joy" Let's go out tonight We gotta take a chance And watch the girls walk by the men...
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Friday, July 30, 2004
The sound of expectations
Ring Just reach me I’ll answer your rings on the telephone Just reach me – I’ll answer to you Wherever you are it’s the wrong place ‘cause sure it ain’t next to me. your rings on the telephone No ring on my finger – it’s no fun To be tied down to the sound of expectations I miss you. Wherever you are it’s the wrong place ‘cause sure it ain’t next to me. It's all quiet No rings on the telephone No ring on my finger – it’s no fun To be tied down to the sound of expectations NOTE One of the...
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Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Murder in the bedroom
7/28 2004 Ane laszlo-howard Murder (c) Pushed the door open gently let myself in quietly not wanting to disturb the C-ne light dimmed scarf over the shade clit-pink sheets crumpled blue pillow knifed open revealing fluffy stuff white a pubic hair very dark tight tight tight curl ash dark-skin man or maybe not could be the woman's pubic hair look at it her hair a wrapper hard candy the kind you get in those little dish at the Chinese did you notice D-i-c-k no condom wrapper body sleeping position...
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Monday, July 26, 2004
Let me be the muse that amuses.
Complicated. Come on, Take a ride with me. Tonight, just tonight though, I have no need for quiet fiction. Or poetry. Or television. Even less for drama. Oh no, not tonight. Let me be the muse that amuses. You. Me. I've got my own life to keep me bemused. Watch me do tricks with my hat as I move around the room. As I said, let me be the muse that amuses. Come on. I've got my own life and you close by to keep away the pain. Hey, remember Spain? In Madrid, we laughed so hard; I had to sit on the...
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Saturday, July 24, 2004
such a ring
July 24th woke up this morning with such a ring in my head such a night... we did a lot of talk and now I walk back then we did a lot of kiss we took it brisk its a risk ‘cause I sure KNOW how to kiss a man back to me so.... so simple in the moment not so simple the morning after the night before asking myself what was it all for shut up girl such a chick and you’re such a... talk kiss some more then silence silence silence that deadly dance and all I really want to do is lower your resistance...
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Thursday, July 22, 2004
I’m not usually that wild
For Stéphane. hey baby It’s not really my style not usually that wild so early on so early on looking back looking back I’m a traditional gal i told ya i surely showed ya traditional gal yeah it’s not really my style being so wild so early on it’s not really my style woke up this morning didn’t know who you were or where I was is that supposed to be good for my soul dunno don’t think so refresh me my memory about the KISSSSSS the kiss the kiss the kisssss let me tell you I’m not usually so wild...
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Monday, July 19, 2004
it's too darn-peaceful for songwriting©
it's too darn-peaceful for songwriting© by Ane Laszlo-Howard July 11, 2004 The well runs dry inspiration is lacking it's too darn-peaceful for songwriting I've returned my calls met my obligations, but out of me nothing is flowing when it comes down to it I need some drama I need some heat some kissing and hugging a bit of spicing up to get me going when it gets to the core the essence the root of my soul I need a muse I need a big tall man with a deep heart and an inquiring mind to shake things...
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