Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Snuggle up to a mother of your choosing
let the candle burn before the wind
change is constant
nothing lasts
the first hunters left hardly a trace
of struggle facing starvation
and the endless ice
as the babies kept coming

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OXaB_IZcGLg

Sasha, my whole life seems like one continuing mini-stroke - It may prove out in my case that sanity begins at death - one can always hope

Holy Galilee Sea Sandals! Jack ya just gave me an education and I ain't even had breakfast yet!

the torture rooms, the crematories
not a bone, or maggot, or rat, seen
not a scream anywhere
vomit & drizzling **** long since removed from floors & walls
of the gas chambers
all scrubbed, all cleaned up -
not a bit of filth - the sparkle
every door open
every room empty
sanitized
silent

Jack - I have 1125 miles on mine since May - between the derailleur & the motor I have learned to fly this bike in such a way that I get much more than the advertised mileage per charge - this bike expanded my riding range considerable - within 40 miles of this keyboard I have explored so many roads...

Thx, everyone.

Some events are in the area of the soul where words cannot penetrate The silent is gloved in origin for balance. 69 other words gather round, some to admire the drape of lace, others to tub the truck - others have gone delirious with visions of gone trains and ghost Indians. A sudden turn to upbeat...

Jack - I finally got an electric bike end of May - I love this machine!

Hey, what are you doing? You can't buy bullets with food stamps, grandpa. ~ Milagro Beanfield War, John Nichols That night with the thunder all around us and the birds up in the bloody fold with gov't saying they would renew the surface but all they did was patch - hey, I know, I was just through t...

"The priceless galaxy of misinformation called the mind." ~ Djuna Barnes Walking in the heat, the sun unimpeded by any cloud - dog panting, she went immediately for water as soon as we returned - Railroad crossings on country roads attract my attention - sometimes I go straight on, sometimes I stop...

“We are adhering to life now with our last muscle - the heart.” ~ Djuna Barnes A quote is a way to get things in motion - there are no parameters, no destinations - contenting the heart with play. you can be obsolete in a separate jewel, rotten on violets and still scat with neutrons and watch enem...

picking through bones
scraps / memories
things without flesh

You guys ... fuck the what?

across the road
patches of sunlight
on a neighbor's house

I open the door to the fridge
a jar of maraschino cherries stares me in the face
narrow road to the interior