Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

love the more succinct stanzas. i got lost at "alive in the living moment of symbol" and i don't know what "being begotten not made the inference of that which you did not create yourself in the earth of your love" means but it makes me feel alive. i especially dig the line "you did not/create yours...

and that is everything

shandy poem deathstench movelessmuch at once uncovered by shandy securing sweet citrus shandy hide me in the shadow of your wings from those who are assailing me O shandy you rain on my drought'd lips! O shandy there's storms moving from your bottle to my belly! O shandy you're rich like an infant! ...

do nothing
and leave nothing
undone!

i got a dollar beer
waiting in the fridge
at home but for now
i keep the madness
at bay
and sway
with the music
of rushing cars
and singing breezes

does this jam make me look fat?

damn man...this is cool, i especially enjoyed this line

"no superstition can cloud my eyes
pretending to truth"

got me rethinking the madness involved with the church in just two lines. ghost shirt, yep!

i want purple whisky!
i want black butterflies!

i like jammin
down the river
with a cooler
of beer and
a smile that knows
no end

i want rainbow laughter!
i want horizon hug!

the world is goin crazy man
try think happy thoughts
floating

A blue bird flies
To a red branch and
I'm also hungry

I like how you moved this piece along with memories of being with this woman.

One question tho: is the woman you were remembering the same woman you were talking to?

/wine

i was taught to
smile by music--through
agony again, again

the tree reminds me of Monterey cypresses. so many good memories brought back.

i like that the chandelier is doing an impression of the sun.

reading crime and punishment by candle

oooh yea! you got the juice, man!

by the way, the whole idea of "shallow breaths" is important here, me thinks. and i'm glad you saved that for your final goodie. it is hard work to be mindful of every breath, and really go deeply into the thing. it is also lackluster to not notice any of your breaths. but a happy medium might be si...

i once showed a self portrait,
4th grade,
to my brother.

he laughed:
"you're still ugly!"
he said through a smile

i replied:
yea, but everybody says i look like you!

they're talking about drought / hasn't been this bad in 20 years
or more
shit, dude.
i'm fucking thirsty but i don't dare
drink anything
but vodka

that's the imported stuff.
rain rain let us see you smile!