Wired lil kid

[WIREMAN]

........rompin stompin WIREMAN up every morning 4 am....been doin it the past couple weeks with a broken rib....a pain that is really hard to keep hid....so what do I do this morning at the break-a-day....go and run a wire into the back of my hand a good couple inches makin me howl out in a strange way....pulled it out and watched the red river flow........headed for the first aid kit shakin my head at the show......poured the peroxide on and watched the sink turn red...turned around to find a couple friends ...."we were just followin' the trail'' drops cross the job fresh in the dawns light so pale......."figured it was you" one of em said, "better slow down man before ya find yerself dead!".......well folks it's this-a-way, I'm a 51 year old lil kid and that's the way I plan to play it till my dying day!....wired

[judih]

life is a shish-ka-bob
one hand threaded to another
roasted slowly

[WIREMAN]

.......the woosh of life judih .....the you will never grasp it and i do mean u & me the way my daze are wired and the nights on fire.....wanna take ya higher.....family stone and down to the bone....the act ya gotta hone and been creatin a band and it's a bunch a electronic wired men.....one from india playin his raga drums and the man is a sculpture creating with me raptures from up above ........ain't no quest or a writing test ......ground even and we are not keepin score....me and my wired ways livin thru the haze and settin the world ablaze o wired me can't ya see?? // o say can ya see....................wired

[judih]

turning it round
sound, full chord
tabla unexpected
beat
hips dance
eyes rotate catch glance
sudden spirits
in tumeric glow
the quartz
of mind sends rays
wind chimes crystallized
down home
alone
sudden drone
of ohm

a riff - condones
channel moans
a tune
universal hue
as me and you
undo the static koan

flow on
tabla , the tabla
the ha ha ta bla ha bla
a bell talks
in code
we play encrypted
we sift through the shifted
axis
abraxas

we play


judih

[WIREMAN]

on omars laptop
I tap out the everlastin'
refrain......2-way radio
blares....cell phone chimes
reanna wants to vacuum
so guess i'm 86...splitsville
for now my friend in oz.....wired