Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

oh wireman of the stars so glad you are missing the destruction of our beloved country when i look back at all the bickering between the parties especially at election time it now seems so insignificant so petty, so silly, so much of a nothing sandwich the fascists paint it black over top of the red...

Thanx Doreen
sold this one right away
so the white bird
is flying south to florida
as I type

also sold Afternoon-Drinking with Friends
Also heading south to florida to a different buyer
Made it the Post Office yesterday
Felt good to get some fresh air
life is good

except for the fascists

We got 8 to 12 inches
the plows buried my car
inside a mountain of ice
yesterday first time I drove
the kids dug me out
temps not above freezing for over a week
yesterday we hit 34
pipes freezing all over Baltimore
I always let the water drip
and run a space heater in the laundry room
so far so good

oh no its happened
the fascists broke into my mind
had a dystopian dream last night

the population was wearing
powder blue and white nurses scrubs
guards wore red body armor

ameirika
nightmareica
then i woke up

sorry, my earworms insist on staying with me and I must say they comfort me, so I'd say my earworms are friendly earworms, nurturing earworms, companions for life of course there are songs dread, but I'm able to keep them confined in the basement so far to be honest it's very disappointing when i ca...

vivid imagery
with the truth of just "being there "

fearless Minnesotans
show us what needs to be done
even Obama has spoken
it's up to the citizens now

that monster set it all up
circled the vehicle to get in front
with murder on his mind
" F#ckin B#tch "

three cheers to the courageous citizens of minneapolis who refuse to let vigilantes without legitimate training run slipshod through their neighborhoods, all the while demontrating remarkable restraint as first class obervers we watch thugs, many pardoned by the don from Jan.6th white nationalists, ...

pretty much sums it up with a ribbon and a bow

fuck their money, fuck their power solidarity my love is our ticket to healthier days with no frayed ends, No, we will wear our clothing like steel jackets of existential justice Fuck the Don fuck all of his bootlickers fuck his very name which will remain a cautionary perjorative epithet..............

as a relatively modern man I feel extremely fortunate not having to etch my complaints into a chunk of granite with a stone axe that must have taken the fun out of legacy and it's hard for me to picture an image of a hairy man in animal skins scratching his thick skull as he stared at a blank mounta...

my parents tried to indoctrinate me
sending me to catholic school, but
I countered their move with copies of "MAD"
beneath my mattress.....