Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

ohhh may-on,
yer a gishy girly
curl of a wild whirled
world, and me?
i got a grommet
hole in the middle
of my sogged up noggin,
see? a circular point to
direct and interject pain
relief, the chief substance
to the abuse of meter and
yeahhhh bayyyyyybeee,
nothin's sweeter than
two ideas woven through
a wet curl, gurl, and i'm
bedeviled in a delectable
mode, all ground up with
absurdity, you thinkin
i want somethin from you,
me thinkin you want somethin
from me, too, shirley temple
curled up in a pre-birth
ball, huggin my knees
in fetal solidarity,
me bein' me, and
ohhh may-on ayes
on a half-baked
piece
o' bread,
dead to
sandwiched
possibilities.

'splain that, lucy!
screamed at the same
time as throw me
somethin' mistah!

a blurred
parade of
commentary.

Wowllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

not sure I spelled that corectly

just a blur

all I can do is howllllllllllllllllll

at it

yes, may-on ayes is the chief substance
do you want yours on top or inside?

grilled mayo and banana sammies?

very kool

~westward ho
(not that kind!)

yeh.. the word 'whirled'. Love it.
I saw a bumpersticker one time..
'Visualize Whirled Peas.'
Is that some kind of koan?

and btw, what is 'gishy'?

thanks you guys

i donno, mnaz

this was a reply i wrote to a poet friend of mine on another site... her word.. i just thought it sounded cool and echoed it

i like your playful creativity with words