Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I am my own creation. Thus, I lust for the moment, unconcerned with how I originally arrived. Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2005 8:02 pm -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i left got sober cola magnolia stupid in central park wjere are my role modelz? where are t...

"So big in life
Beak like a carving knife"

Great Grand Daddy owned half of Baltimore

great grand dad had five wives 15 children

now I remember how it was
my grandmother eva on the boat to the promised land with 12 half sisters and brothers

everyone has a story to tell bout who brought them along eva came to america with thirteen children, she about thirteen the oldest sister, she brought them through ellis island to a commune in woodbine nj started by a rich german baron. but is was all a fabrication, none of them were really her sib...

smirnoff
absolute
spirits

duck jimboloco I am throwing bricks shock revulsion fear unclean I hope I missed flash back fifty years rose going through menopause, I picked up a blood soaked piece of tissue paper, as I threw it in the trash I realized what it was flash forward to a couple years ago, the student driver about 12, ...

oh bad debbie
that was better then a cigarette, if could get a good laff every day
quiting would be a breeze

all i be missing
is the other half of me

I wish I could relate to that
but half a haiku
is better than none
don't let the devil steal your joy
and good luck figuring this one out
I don't have a clue about relationships

shalom

thank you sunny

first do no harm

a physicain who treats himself has a fool for a patient.


"red blood on white panties"
don't you hate it when that happens
you would not believe that woman's beauty
my princess of secretions
she could turn my trashy words to pearls of wisdom
and she knew time, she knew time man

ancient dead trees still standing, a home for dumb animals and a potential for fire

ages past

ages pass
and I remember who I am, who I was, and who I will be tomorrow
from a long time ago to now

"old trees just grow stronger
and old rivers grow wilder everyday"

"so if you see some hollow vacant eyes, say hello in there"

from the john prine shrine

bang

dam I wanted to at least finish the jam
but thanks for taking me at my word
ashes to ashes and we all fall down
and a touch of gray suits me anyway

still truckin stirs the brew

only because panta stirs my soul
i wont go gently into my goodnight
until I find a good death
right now don quixote feels right
battered old fool who finally came to his senses
climbed down from his defenses
somebody shoot me while I am happy

off
into social life again!

see ya later I hope

i expel
myself from language
in the eye's
diluvian hour

beyond fleshy words
lip synching preachers hide fear
monkey lust