Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

my room mate talks all high and mighty
worshipping his marijuana plants
drinking beer and borrowing pills he will never return from my room mate
with a broken back
it is foolish for me to speak to someone in the void
who is not coming back anytime soon
i am listening to him tweak the drier in the dark
with a flashlight
they like those lights
it is five in the morning
i could high tail it to an AA meeting
watch the sun rise
there are options that do not look like what his life looks like
pacing the hallway
always angry
i want to utube him so badly
but he is just crazy enough to think the criminal justice system will save him
from his own insanity
he says "god is a jewish cunt"{
i dunno how at all to deal with this lost seminole indian
the kind of indian i am waits and watches-
pondering just what is real
to me-to you-to us all
his car is running- if i am blessed he will leave and go to work- instead of smoking weed all day
then i can pack my shit in peace and move
soon
still waiting for disneyland corp to let me in
wont be long
mahalo kauai for all you have gifted me

yes I have known many pot tweakers in my day, the worshipers of the bud, and there is so much going on in this beyond just that that and it feels so real to me.....echoes of a past life of dealing with people on all the crazy levels that one can imagine......somehow we survive with a little luck, and if we're really lucky we can find a quiet place without all those distractions......nice account jana.......

Nov5th- real home! Aloha!

on ice road
up here i can only hear the river
very recently
a tweaker was riding his lawn mower around at night
and got in big trouble
one of the local recovery tweakers said 'that seems normal'
she wears a mermaid suit on the internet
the local bank robber
used to be married to my friend
that looks like an apple doll
my dead husband said' his face looks like it caught on fire and someone put it out with an icepick'
while back i had to get rid of a screwed up doughboy pool=and these people came and had all thier own tools and took all the metal
once i had a ranch hand that striped the copper wire off the cable in the basement- i never knew why.......
but i know that the wrost things that ever happen
are because of that drug
it is like no one is home
and the lights are fried