Stripped of bullshit
peeled diatribe, stripped of bullshit
one lone human windswept along
small steps going in short directions
mind held intention
curves of a wayward thought
so quick the light flashes, the tears flow, the laughter rings
then one small lifetime
merges back to earth
judih
(write her's block went out for a walk, soon to return)
the block is only walking away from your art, just turn around...there's the door...it's open like always! walk through :wink:
If its shut and you don't have the key, try a battering ram. Door might close for a while but the room is always there.
If records dont mend
try trying handstands,
doors galore then shoot.
spitball ammo
batter em and bake
sesame seed with a little miso on the side
word dim sum
metaphorical infamy
sunshines when nobody's home
and only the scavengers roam,
t'ill truth rings it's silent thought,
dedicated tone
and for some a sweet home
Shaken dreams
Revealed passions ,
the caravan departs...
dancing upon persian carpets
hurtling through time
all in a day's work
stepping aside
sweeping away illusion
all in a life's smirk
naked as a jayfish sprouting wings
tapped and knapped to a timed edge
winsome fancies loosened drapes
billows of smoke, won't clean your sunglasses
but a fine sherry will loosen ripost and perry
oh cosmic colonic
heaving again
total earth purge
inside down the drain
cosmic colonic
ruptured splendid spleen
all aghast
as purity emerged
I don't know which wiseman said
When the fire burns out
Feed your head
Beckening onwards
Moist dew toppling the broken leaves
Hives of the universe
Darkening cloud of cosmic progression
intention,pulling
Stringing, rapid thought
Twisting, Turning
Vapid Thought
Ever Furling
Smoke of the sacred burns to it's feet....
"well handsome,
looks like somebody has found a clue",
and afterwards remarked mostly Harold
"I'm sure it's just another false lead".
Try on a greedy suit,
so as to most successfully
meet your needs.
oh yes, it comes with a detachable albatross
and an ancient mariner
it's all the rage
the top of the top
the end of the road
the hip hip, chip chop and upper eschelon
oh yes, it comes with a ....
oh, it's gone
"detachable albatross" Great phrase!
bounced onto phono-spins,
holiday parade.
drinking from an empty mind
straw burps on cerebellum gas
voids have feelings, too
take a brainstem to lunch today
I'm certainly pleased to meet you at this,
dare I say,
apropos intersection.
For who better than three times ten
could have landed brainstems
or worked with men.
happy hour
-hic-
brainshtem? pleashed ta meetcha
drip, drip my IV
says its time to go
hook
hook me yup to a downhill
i think i saw a lima with
a bottle of peru
who didn't know a miracle
or God knows what to do.
Just then on top of a fairly older wreck
we saw a fancy dancer
with a bottle full of schmeck.
all right
it musta been all right
just right
cut up
cut it up
chop it
chop it up
scatter it
scatter it around
lima peru in a storm
tsunami escape goat still unborn
it's a headline with nowhere to go
it's a catastrophe in a 5 act show
who dat pope?
who said dope?
cut it out
wash it out
where dat soap?
yesterday came with a holler and hiss
until they past by the saloon.
wood makes blankets and cotton makes sheds
bars tend toward metal
cupric plaster then
foot stool master plan.
jolly were the times, mark my word
sloshy and spilly,
toasts skyward and ha ha ha.
sleep.
wow, shaky man,
whose brain aint larger then an old tin pan.
wow, genius mcGee,
whose brain gets sharper with every day,
creation kills the cat that eats lettuce and hay.
Dirt dirt dirty,
claim it for true
that dirt dirt dirty allows hallways to fall into view
for you.
navigation through one man's brain
gets a little easier with vodka.
saloon doors swing
like ol gus on that dusty rope
swig back a lick a likker (sic) (sick)
old frosty dottie's
gotta lease on ole fred
swig back a lick a likker (sic) (sick)
poker don't mean naught, ya know
bribery's afraught, ya know
swig back a lick a likker (sic) (sick)