Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

littered with fools caught in a cul de sac whirlwind solar panels free icecream three little bears knawing the wire like puppies Wiillie did it he got the coin he got the wind tunnel cornered like a soaring plastic bag must have blown down from Williamson County Green Austin don't have no plastic bu...

every silence sounds like "no"

unfired clay left in rain
my limbs soften, misshapen
razor is pointless
it slides right through

don't go back to Rockville years wasted test tasted your fingers carry my scent your lips my taste someone forgot the wedge someone forgot the wax statues thick coated go ahead and touch Jenny Jenny the sooner you learn this the better he gets you high to get himself higher hanging on your ankle is ...

roots have grown all the way to the tips box-free since two thousand six Ms Clairol stands naked hip on hand tongues around the bubble gum girdle free since two thousand three what you get it what you see the mark the stretch the oh yes god the stretch you want to put that where? ring of fire burns ...

prepare yourself for deflated expectations I spurt out a Gossamer Wing and three endless souls and throw in a scream and a hair pull and wait what else do I hate "sated" yes the drama the breath the grandmother death the genuflect the love and the bond and the holding of the wand it this so very awf...

do secrets breed serenity? I suppose if you are keeping secrets then someone shared them-- or are the secrets our own?

tossed rock hears a pop
we find the vein
14 hour bloodfast
and still no sign of you
no god no myth just man
want to feel my constriction
you need to come inside

suddenly
nothing is enough
my
words
turn
into
sentences
from
a
free magazine on the doorstep
WAit
Did I forget to say Fuck?

we untie the arts baby Garrison takes us to the morning ten days on the road I miss you and your knot tail tangle and your cereal in the bowl no we never had cereal in bowls handfulls straight from the box I had to ask you never offered I always had to ask never with a "baby"in the language you did ...

nothing's the same now that Leo's gone
sunset pajamas,
crochet throw
variagated yarn fades from pink
to blue to yellow again
gender gender put it in neutral
or was it knit? hooks and needles
Leo never liked acrylic
lying with the lambs
makes one go soft

it always comes down to
my legs up the wall
your head turned
its the slow burn semantics!
soft boil and salted
we waltz around the topic
its a slow day at the turnstile
show me show me show
me the way back to you
3 clicks south by southwest
turn up the pump,
bed's already broken

something in this riff makes me beg to differ no she didn't no he didnt didn't you see the timber trail put it on the stove put it on the stove put it on the stove ma the kettle is cracked the tinder is stacked its time for the reckoning egg white stiff we peak and carmelize whipped sugar sweet weep...

no scrubs no hosers no pennyback poseurs the question is do you want to make that devil grin or scowl think about it now a one and a two and dancing down to Georgia broomstick in hand slick willie sticks it to her from behind the stage door left stage door right pardon me Sir may I have another sick...

where? I have told you a thousand times it is IN the couch the change the spring the board the time we lied the time we laid the time you pillow shouldered our favorite show fingers sliding elastic fingers sliding warm cotton blanket fringe tickle mother found them seven dead kittens behind nanas pe...

Yesterday was originally scrambled eggs with a joint in the yoke it was a satire, a joke I never understood Norwegian wood until I slept in her bath called to breakfast funeral fried french toast the cuffs straight the collar pressed organ wails a 70's tribute but still we circle the damn davenport ...

thanx katydid, ...and welcome to S8....nice to hear some new voices Thanks for the welcome! I am rusted but if I find the grease will ease my way into the scene. I used to live in Baltimore- just north of the city line actually. I miss the water and the closeness of things. I don't particularly mis...