Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

it's a toss up between
one of those slinky oriental numbers
or a south american chiquita babe
i'm no alfred einstein, but
even i could see
it would take a chinaman
half a lifetime
click-clacking away
on his fucking abacus
to put a dent in that monkey
and even if he did, he still
wouldn't have a chinaman's chance
of scoring with either one
that's where i come in
yeah baby, that's where i come in
with the white zombie voodoo shit
they get hot and sweaty
and lose their will to resist
they are my love slaves now
living only to serve me
when i release them
they will remember nothing
so i can get them back at any time
if that is what i truly desire

damn... where do i get those powers
how handy they would've come way
back... way, way back when it mattered
but even the aged can dream like it was
yesterday... and often do.. ask me before
i devote all that i give my attention to
'one of those slinky oriental numbers...'

Meanwhile I am still smoking
Thinking as little as possible

True Believers scare the dog shit out of me

I am waiting for the roof to cave in.

"The word friend...when you look back...all the time"

Monkey see


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Did you say Power>

"People can often feel my power" (True or False?)

A question from the Hogan Personality Profile Assesment given to prospective truck drivers.

i'm with you, brothers. these little fantasies sustain me in my lonely hours.

thats what poetry is....a sustainting of desire-which is why i think its erotic and satisfying at the same time...maintains and fufills...