Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

no lines
straight
for what could seperate
one from the other
when all there is
is the glue of nature
and no spaces inbetween

i gotz da fast connection
connection failed on your server's end
according to my real player
which ain't always so real in any case

one small stone
to mark the head
of the living passed
flesh and bone
worn thru life
burried now
'neath leaf and loom
one small stone
make no difference
were it a fancy tomb
rimmed in gold
or a simple marker
sealed in blue

lying liars
and the lies they tell
claim heaven is theirs
war for peace foretell
down with the mongers
up with the swell of
hearts and minds
and they can all go to hell

when is a broccoli
not a broccoli
when its a man
in the sands of time
red in the eye
eyeland disguises
everything eaten
becoming i

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my candy office
my candy life
my candy world
candy light

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dusk to dawn
dawn to dusk
primarily primaries
with the sorted musk
of secondaried
and tertiaries
the colors of life
unhusked and brushed
against lone canvases
waiting

barely have eye ever seen
anything more beautiful
even in my wildest dream
nature trumps everything
and bows down to no one
or no thing
but to make it all possible

i see
packages wrapped
in your abstract dream

blink
wink
open
close
in
out
awake
asleep
real
imagined
what we see
in life
as well as in dreams

oh, the negative space
3 dimensions turned to two
to one
to none

coo coo cu choo

judih wrote:the pool's a yin/yang convention in ultra-radical chic

and if the soul came from there, no one would leave

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genes are blended
memes are stored
both fly in the face of similarities
that cultures seem to abhor
and turn into differences
fueling our wars
an egg and a sperm don't care who is who
but memetic distortion
sure turns it to goo



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doreen is my soul sister
out of time
my essence friend
a beauty a mind
and a heart so great
she would hold you in there
even should her own burst
she is always with care
and kindness and depth
and molecules between air


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