Saturday, May 16, 2009
FOR TODAY ONLY
I’m re-documenting a faith, today with little stars and tiny green arrows crossed within a hue of blue Perhaps nothing will be noticed if the tree does not creak, or the hand does not tremble Perhaps nothing will be noticed, at all if something does not happen Yes, I’m re-documenting my faith, today...
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Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sing, oh Poets, of all that is good And to hammer out in the smithy of our souls this declension of words, and to forge, once again, this measure of our possibility Of how to begin this journey, breathing Oblique within this thought of time This measure of eternity: how is it By dying we do not die?...
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Tuesday, December 23, 2008
MAMA NO SE YAMA IF SHE DON'T KNOW YOUR NAME
Since she was wondering where I came from I just told her, “I was brought by the Stork” So, she claps her hand in glee I’m happy too, because I need someplace to be So, everyone dances around the Maypole Trying to find me a name
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Saturday, December 20, 2008
If the Given is given Thru its silence Might we dare our possibilities To reflect that domain?
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Saturday, December 13, 2008
THE OTHER PARADISE
She dances to spring twirling her garter belt around A thing of the past, since her stockings wore out They say things were simpler, then when hats were the thing and bustles were erotic and sex was a scent for any man starched up to his collars Yes, things were simpler, then when all you had to do...
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Wednesday, December 3, 2008
MY 2 PERSONALITIES & MR BOW-WOW
Well, it was bound to happen, when you live with yourself. After all, you can only overlook differences for so long… and whamo! It’s rub-a-dub time. I think it all started over how to roll the tube of tooth paste and which way to place the toilet paper (because I couldn’t agree with myself because...
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Sunday, November 30, 2008
FOR POETS, ONLY
Ink stains the page before reason can be blotted The act is not always fatal if we can keep our secrets entirely public
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Thursday, November 27, 2008
ARE MY COLLARDS TOO BIG FOR ME?
It seemed healthy at the time but when I got home they were 3 feet long not that they grew, i just didn't notice they were half my height well, it turned out to be a little/big negotiation because after I gave them a bath in sea-salt water (hey, any veggie would like that!) shook the water of very...
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Tuesday, November 25, 2008
SAMBA (re-write/ 4 parts)
1. In the Samba of my life I close the door to my room Death and Change are never the same So I wait here for the knock In the Samba of my room I close my eyes lying on my Samba bed Why do miracles need a sky? Death and Change are never on time They’re never here until they knock So I wait and...
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Friday, November 21, 2008
TRANSFORMATION
SO WE LOOSE SOME BRAIN CELLS GOING THRU THE WHITE HEAT OF LINGERING EMBERS A TRANSFORMATION QUITE UNIQUE CALLING IT AN “ORIGINAL” BECAUSE IT CANNOT BE DUPLICATED WHICH MAKES TIME A PIECE OF WORK BECAUSE IT IS THE FIRST, THE VERY FIRST TO SAY OUR MEMORIES HAVE BEGININGS THAT WE CAN’T REMEMBER OR WHY...
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