I am tripping more than you are. Battling razzberries

[SadLuckDame]

Little Yellowbee on her step and something in her thoughts that mellowed me twenty times, it was subtle and nice. I forgot to worry. Hey! Ha!

[stilltrucking]

I got a spider living in my coffee maker. It startles me ever time I go to use it. We got a little dog that my sister found at the gas station. Only weighs nine pounds but she is eating the house, one piece of furniture at a time.
I just like to write about women. I got no use for them other than that. Well I guess they do exert a positive influence on me most of the time.

Hi.

[SadLuckDame]

The early morning was rocking and rolling thunder and lightnings, I didn't know what I wanted to do... whether to stay sleeping or wake up afraid.

Been saying a lot of prayers lately, since the windows stay open at night and I hear the riff raff outside the window, I'll say "Dear Lord, please keep us safe."
Mingo says everything's spooky right about now.
Hello, you.

[stilltrucking]

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a brave new world
not much afraid of anything anymore
except for death and taxes
and the spider in the coffee pot

Kierkegaard had a spider in his outhouse

Maybe Mingo is kind to a fault
me and jitterbug
Alamo rose said he was kind to a fault
and I was honest to a fault.
I don't know, maybe just crazy


That's me crazy jack son of crazy mike
now residing on German Hill Rd
a fool looks at eighty
howdy howdy
'With woman, fun came into the world'S.K.

[creativesoul]

that war tried to seep into all that goodness- she let her hair down- walked on the grass= fondled her choices- tenderly caresssing the freedom of not having to fight- that all the things that needed attention were being taking care of- all those muscles were in a line- marching towards a horizon where these ideas of a civilization that was anything but that = melted in nuclear hysteria- in a fearful moment of white heat-
the woman had spent years thinking about 'outcomes' and possiblilities- this very day- none of that was going to do anything- she sat down and began rebuilding the world from scratch

[stilltrucking]

all she needs is a fearless heart


civilization gives me the willies
some people say it is a woman's fault

some people carry a cross
some of us got to roll a stone

civilization gives me the twenty-first century blues
some people say it started in the garden
with a bite of knowledge and a fig leaf

some say it happened a long time ago
a paleolithic revolution
when the Venus of Willendorff put on her dress

From the Venus of Willendorf to The Virgin Mary, a short history of Mrs. God. by tinker jack

[SadLuckDame]

I'm always a mixed up mess and happy about it. Knowing I don't want to be involved or picked right up and then housed, but knowing only how to be a mistress, but I get jealous all the dang time. Crazy, huh. I don't want the attachments, just the heats and I don't want another woman to have it, either, cause I'm not attached, but it's still mine. ha!

yep, it's that storm on the water.

I'm glad we do know each other like this, for starters.
mine, mine, mine.

[SadLuckDame]

I don't know what it is that got in under my skin.
Always on the search for hope, must be the thing I got an eye for.
Looking for hope sailing down a river and I can catcall it in. Trying to find it in the streets during holiday when the food smells delicious and I can offer to make more.

Hope. I got a thing for looking where it's off to.

[zero_hero]

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you startin with me/
was you talking to me

starters and non-starters
heaven or hell
don't even know
sometimes I think
'heaven is a cold water well
and hell is when baby ain't here'
not talking about your pig tails
talking about friendship
between all the brothers and sisters

[creativesoul]

woman - the balance sits in my womb- one ovary over there ringing bells with smoke and chimes- candles for life- burning in my heart-
toast of the town- that which i love
that which i nurtured comes back to me
the mother
the daughter
the whore
the wife
you restore me somehow
the spirit of women
chewing hides and making items for the ceremonies ahead
grandmothers-
i listen- wantng to be
a puritanical bitch
but i find my flesh is more native\
aroused by smells of herbs and medicines
for the spirit
flaming love
gifted to the sky-

[SadLuckDame]

We are sculpted
eloped
street poets
in a riding balloon
high above the potholes
the gutters
the brick roads

looking in the attic
taking me upstairs
the windows.

I didn't mean to hurt the dog. I'll try to nurse it all backs and dream something nice tonight instead.

[SadLuckDame]

It's when ya got me out on the San Fransisco bridge
and I got you out on the Brooklyn.
Doing our time between the two.

[SadLuckDame]

The times when we wore each other out,
then went to sleep
and I dreamed of you
climbed right up
to your gruff and grouch

I wake up just to kiss in a sorry for it.
Hey! now look this is me
this is me,
I have to remind myself.

[SadLuckDame]

I closed my eyes
and now all the dogs are dead.
Now you're where all the nice people are, drinking some coffees, smiling, maybe catching a drive-in/through. The ladies are winking and ask you to pull their stockings up and I'm a million miles away saying, "Shoot!"

[SadLuckDame]

I stood and looked at the bathtub,
then at all the tiles running down the walls
a washrag hanging on the side
and the little bottles of shampoo
from a motel sixteen years ago,
the skinned rabbit


and then I knew I had to wake it up,
by waking up, by waking up.
Get up, Get up now!