Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Dig
dig
dig
down
into
the
words
I dig
deep
into
the dirt
change
same
edit
it glows
make same
it goes
all dig
before
after
all sounds I dig
dance in the auditory delight
of the words
in
any order

Flow on, my love As I travel through white halls With antiseptic smells, white gloves, blurred out faces, bright light I sit still, barely able to move with fear I become one with the furniture I sit on I feel life flowing into me, foreign life, and as blood wakes me up again I never went to sleep I...

Yes, I just got into Brautigan-I'll be sure to check out those other books (by him)

by Brautigan.

Wow.

also reading Steve Martin's "Cruel Shoes" another short, unconventional and funny (brilliant?) collection o'stories in its own right.

I read that book last year
excellent stuff, man
being peace is a great place to be.

The beauty of this, I guess, is this man who died is the one who introduced me to the Beats. He introduced me to Kerouac and Ginsberg. He would read Ginsberg to me, say, "Howl", at the top of the stairs at his family's annual Christmas party (when we were teens). I wonder, would I even be writing am...

J was my age when it happened. 25. This past Christmas season. My life turned upside down and now I'm back in the reality of life. Life doesn't stop when your best friend gets heart disease and dies. He was still young enough to be a punk and to give his family heart time. But too old to sneak out a...