i know i got to lay down my contraband
the buddha in the sunlight
hears
contraband ku
contraband ku
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diesel dyke
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- Joined: May 17th, 2005, 6:27 am
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middle way
the road forks
dichotomies and decisions
jesus take the wheel
buddha hands
cool on my stool
ptsd
everybody gets them
mirror ears
circular vision
thermodynamics
no free brunch
I dream better
or remember better
when I don't get stoned everyday
sweet dreams of
childhood sobriety
happiness crutch
got to limp along
when I can no longer run
saving the meds for emergencies
but I don't know nothing
and them trains keep coming
sunday morning and I am stoned
because I busted my ass for the yankee dollar
and I can afford to take the day off if I don't really need
to buy a camera that will take the pictures of the trains that
roll by here every half hour as I sit and type some days and try to write bull shit haikus because my FOO Dog's bladder is busting cause the clock is ticking and it is nine am and the morning coolness is fading fast and I need to get outside the door because it seems impossible to write a ku unless I haul my lazy ass out the front door out of this monks cave I hide from the world of nature
no nature no ku
only this wordy
air conditioned
compulsive
typing>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>submit
post post
new langauge
new world
eastern roots redeemed
same old jesus
same old Buddha
transmorgified traditions
5
7
5
it would be nice
a pretty thought
spoantaneous ku aiin't pretty
Nature
hot and muggy
this morning
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>submit
the road forks
dichotomies and decisions
jesus take the wheel
buddha hands
cool on my stool
ptsd
everybody gets them
mirror ears
circular vision
thermodynamics
no free brunch
I dream better
or remember better
when I don't get stoned everyday
sweet dreams of
childhood sobriety
happiness crutch
got to limp along
when I can no longer run
saving the meds for emergencies
but I don't know nothing
and them trains keep coming
sunday morning and I am stoned
because I busted my ass for the yankee dollar
and I can afford to take the day off if I don't really need
to buy a camera that will take the pictures of the trains that
roll by here every half hour as I sit and type some days and try to write bull shit haikus because my FOO Dog's bladder is busting cause the clock is ticking and it is nine am and the morning coolness is fading fast and I need to get outside the door because it seems impossible to write a ku unless I haul my lazy ass out the front door out of this monks cave I hide from the world of nature
no nature no ku
only this wordy
air conditioned
compulsive
typing>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>submit
post post
new langauge
new world
eastern roots redeemed
same old jesus
same old Buddha
transmorgified traditions
5
7
5
it would be nice
a pretty thought
spoantaneous ku aiin't pretty
Nature
hot and muggy
this morning
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>submit
Last edited by diesel dyke on September 9th, 2007, 12:44 pm, edited 2 times in total.
"We are made to be immortal, and yet we die. It's horrible, it can't be taken seriously. —ianeskimo"
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the flaming ace
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