abuse of confusion

[the mingo]

i never abuse confusion
for me it's more a matter
of communion
i love the profusion of words
but more, i'm in love with language
i slip it & slide it
sometimes even ride it
twist it
list it
& fry it
critical mass!
i don't live in michigan
but if i did it would be mystical
sinister nights of litigants & wendigos
i love downhome righteous women too
with an impetus towards the biblical
o it's a privilege about which
i can't be cynical
i don't poke no slow ghosts either
just because a house is haunted
don't mean it's inhabited

[WIREMAN]

strange shit happens in
this place i live, talkin bout
more than bumps in the
night, i wanna believe, but
and its a big but, i aint smelled
it yet, felt it, saw a fleeting instant
of some like little energies playin
when i walked in, found a bracelet
that was lost in b'more 10 years before
sittin here in frederick, right under my work table
ugh.....i dunno there is more than is
dreamt of in our philosophies.....when cj was dying
she said there was this man waiting over
there for her, she'd point to the other side
of the room, not afraid mind me....oh and words,
ya knows i love em....and i always smile when i read
yer poetry....keep it coming amigo....viva mongolia!

[the mingo]

thx Mark - catch you on the GO! forum about something ya wrote here -