Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

rain stick hangin'
in the corner
how do you get
so wet?
the trickle of your
bowels wet
your skin termite
eaten
your sound like
leakey pipes
alarming me
telling me the place
is "clean enough!"
the scene natty dread
within the hipness
of a spired town
ready for the street
the all american
rockin' rollin' dream
checklist:
notepad & pens
marine band harmonicas ( A & C)
temperature just right
ageless time i'm living in
thoughts of j & D
cj creating her new nest
a tribal mama w/4 lil kids now
the sun is shining
tinariwen is playing
and i'm cyber waylaying

clearing a path through the asphalt jungle
finding the earth amongst paved parking lots
rain stick thundering heard
bongo bebop syncopating sassafras

under the heaving hero sky
a lone voice joined by backup
gotcha back
always gotcha back

the mountain comes
to me or not to me
it will be lost
yet
indelibly etched
upon my
et spiritu sanctus
bop-a-lu-la