Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

ignore the
big faced fool
on the stool
ignore the
sad mans eyes
his 89 years of smoke
in lung
income twilightyears
and I drinkbeers
and think ofyears
andi cant standa
thing andi-a
candoit if
you did it
die alone in poetry
of nowhere!
goats are known for the same
dis-po-ziz-sion
anti-dis-pro-that-jizz-onjazz
step youself in
old style crap
in old smells of
cooking meals from the church
for the poor

don't llok in to the soul of the dead or near dead theyll kill your happy happy mood.

i miss your photo, man, it is a good one, please boot it back in here.

are you like indentifying with an old codger you see slouched on a barsttool, man?

then you wrap it with smells of flophouses and street mission meals.

dig it. i am in a foul mood right now, it cheered me up, yup!

you the champ tramp, hombre. stay well, what the hell.

hoes this photo man?

"anti-dis-pro-that-jizz-onjazz"

love that.

Cool writing.... like I was at the neighborhood tavern....

yeah cool pic thanks, like the green-blue aura, like the city of Ozzville, man
plus it is kind of interesting with the frame behind your face vertical lines, a corner, and the dark circle of the shirt, really a kool composition around your face. i think you are alive as hell, man. take care.