Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

what has come just out from the end
the dream that bent and twist my soul
only to find out
in the middle of the night
looking at the ceiling
that more was being revealing

I wonder how all those people stay married?if it was not for my plants and garden and the stolen garden
i would die
no one suspected a 50 year old woman stealing plants from wal-mart
i did not even think about consequences
i just took what I wanted
I knew no one was going to help me or give it to me
i just keep paying bills and hoping that he will be loving and kind
with out my friends I would be at the bottom of a bottle of white wine
instead maybe dead and a few more please
let us sink into this disease
i guess when a man thinks you are stupid
you have to remember the BA you got in college. the four years of sun dancing
the prayers
the women studies classes
empowerment
after all this education
no one gets to tell me to shut up
sorry bout yer luck pal
he is just a snake shedding layers
and I get to witness where I have been
bad behavior and tooless
watching on the diselines
encouragement from people that loved me.

Please keep on writing CS, i think it is like a Navajo healing ceremony , I know it is for me.

i am taking a intro to poetry class
because I have tried getting a job
and well, i guess I just do not want a job
the goverment pays for my school, the dept of human services my food
i know where to get help from the goverment
for electric, water,gas and food boxes.
I stopped driving and learned how to take the bus
I refuse to pay 5- a gallon
not to mention how I space out and struggle with the cell phone while driving
I have had some near fatal almost crashes
and I guess I feel lost in space
"warning will robinson danger danger" my robot says
I really do not feel I am politically correct, just desprate not to kill anyone on the road
cars seem like waepons
road warrior bc
before clever ness
fools
all of us
doing exactly what we are told
I am growing food
This morning with my hidden ciagarettesI smoke drink coffee
and weed
with my hands
my garden is Manchu Pechu in peru
i terraced everything because I am lazy
today i threw clogs of weeds and dirt out of the garden. Things are beginning to grow
life is going on
it is just changing
a real reason to wear an i pod
the bus.
people talk to me
it is just fine
rain or shine
i love to be reminded that this is a shared planet
although I want to crawl into a kiva and meditatetruth is I have a lot to give
love to all of you my friends
my tribe in a combusting universe
I hope they do not put mini malls on te space shuttle
or duty free shopping
when I went to Mexico
I tried som five hundred dollar cold creme
it did not feel expensive
I was so blown away that this could cost so much
it should have made you feel good too
at that price
my friend used to say when things got too expensive that it made his ass hurt
he was a whore
but he liked it
and he liked to give me dirty details about his sessions with other men.
Truthfully gay men do not usually tell women much about thier sex
racism, gender, sexism
i do not know
i have read far too much on the subject, or not nearly enough
I just want to get along and have great sex with my partner
I guess that is asking quite a bit
today
in a world of collisn and gases and sadness and disappiontment and victories, wars and peace
love and lust
greed and generosity
love me
love me
let me love you
America just had another birthday
the fourth of July is a fraud
stolen from 1st nation people
how many green peace members, sierra club members are down at the waterfront with another sewage spill doing fireworks?
it is a hazz matt universe?
the bus.

dont forget the coca cola sign on the moon.
soft, what light thru yonder smog breaks?
tis coca cola & juliet is the beaste.

it's gd to avoid cellphones whilst driving.
it's like bldg a ship inna bottle behind the wheel.
inadvisable & easily collapsed.

daydreams are better on buses
so long as the daydreams
arent contagious
& the driver doesnt leave you off
mistakenly in manitoba.

At the beach once in Atlantic City, long ago, I saw this seagull flying overhead with a coke can stuck on his leg.
This image has never left me.
CS I want to hug you. Tight.
At the same time I want to tell you to suck it up and walk it off.
You are so talented.......and it's tied down it seems, to people who do not get you.....
Well I do, and I'm untying you right now....
fly baby, fly.
H