Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I walking through the shopping center
To the gym- brain wants coffee
Body wants that feeling of circulation

The whole world just changed five thousand things a second
Happy just to move that bagel belly into a sane ideal
Without ice cream pain pills or any bullshit bread
Tempted so often back into female vanity in the guise
Of healing and healthy lifestyle-
It was a lie
I wanted to be the girl I was at 31 that could eat anything and be ok
I was the girl with the skinny legs that really did marry a drummer named Clyde
I was the waif with no boobs and no money
Both of those things changed

But the things that make you go “ ooh” seem to be
What is pleasure? For fifty bucks
Do we have jeopardized creative thinkers ?
Or have we taken stands behind other people’s words and deed
Ah is America all about need?
Influence
I am informed that the scents of food
Perfume
Are triggers
Hanna moi perfume in an elevator should be a federal offense
It is too much to smell people an hour after they have left
I carry a api pen
I have to pray hard not to eat ice cream
The influence of the television makes hamburgers and French fries look good
I may let cable go
I may just do internet
No self control
Influence
Why don’t I drink?
I like to be blacked out and drooling in the corner
Not since 1986
But no hurry to return to that
Since that stuff seems to wait
In the back of the wardrobe
Until you are so vulnerable
That the only option is on
Blivion
Blind oblivious and deep
Perhaps a tad bit full of shit even
Snagglepuss
Those eyes I fell instant I saw the color of your soul
But I am far too afraid to be made a fool
Too much pride and not enough money
To look real hard for that honey

Influence
To ride in a fancy car
To dance like a star

To ride a beautiful horse on the beach
To lay on a raft in the tropics
To trust that all of these influences
Will walk by like hookers in New York City

the riddle of aging
fraught with memories
desires that morph into balloon animals
squeaky clean
fresh off the pressing need
to understand how to proceed
what is healthy, what makes sense
what do I keep, what do I jettison
meet me in the middle
hollywood and vine

my silver screen has lost it's sheen
So what....I don't need that glossy eight and a half by eleven
the Matte finish will do just fine

your poem inspired a poem
that means it was good...

I like it- my grandpa Richard dix s Star is at Hollywood and vine! My son went there
In some sort of family despair
To retrieve his soul
And the toll
Of America and Hollywood

He renonced his citizenship in America
Became Chile built a house with food
Growing on the rooftops
My grandson jumping in the pool

David Hockney the painter
Yeah underwater wet and happy
My sons plant apricots in foreign countries : food and water supplies are learned facts now

My sons leave every place better than when they arrived
The grandson has a bird in his forehead
Like his grandmother
It’s a little scary hereditary traits
That healing process just has gotten more beautiful
Islands teach the arts of surrvival
Influence is powerful
The way people dress up like Christmas
For events-
I always feel like I’m in “ raiders of the lost ark”
Ready for the big one
In my boots fishnets
And army boots
Yep that fault line is pretty close and there is water appearing
Dress appropriately
Whole lotta shaking going on

Influence

Leave places better than when you arrive.
A lot to ponder in that.

America and Hollywood. Where does one end and the other begin?
A lot to ponder in that.

They sort of act like twins - or the yin and the yang/

They say—- maybe they
Are the ones that said it” nameless on candlelit nights
Hiding from priests
In cold dark libraries
Early hero’s of intense intelligence
Nostradamus domus
But after that — it was natives that really carried that pipe

Ya
I guess
All the poems about “ humpty dumpy sat on a wall humpty dumpy took a big
Fabulous fantasy about government

That Hollywood paved the way for political insanity

I miss marlyn Monroe singing “ happy birthday mr President “
Influence