Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

ready for the castin call
its the universe done come
and asking for what is to be done
what is your name
have you heard the casting call
stakes are laid
the frontier has long been gone
the front line is local
give unto get
seperation is superficial
illusory most times
acknowledge the breath that is upon us

jam on cruise control
headin' into the teens
times is tight
but i'm still alive
balancing the good
and the bad
just gots to keep jammin'!!!!!!!!!!

good says to bad
where's ugly?

The ugly UGH... that's me all bleary eyed waiting to be enlightened...but for now I'm just another ugly wanderer...

A new decade
A year not to wreckade
and it slams you in the face
like a brick wall
when you weren't paying attention to the path
you were walking
shocking

But we're all here
eking out the existence that suits us
or that we fell into
without much thought or foresight

Decisions
never been much good with those
and yet I make them
for good or for bad
and then I live with them

How much of what we are
is pure honesty
and how much is hide and seek
obscure and obfuscate?

you know what I don't like about the net
you gotta type your thoughts in order to hang out
in order for other folks to know you're there
when I'd really rather just quietly sit and sip
drink in the yous
as I quietly ease there
immersed in your friendly jabber
from my comfy seat on the floor
taking you in
with smiles and glowing

here i am
forgot to mention
here i am

"Wherever you go, that's where you are..." Zinn

no there there
here it is

getting there
i live here

here it is indeed
soft tapping
words developing
enveloping

the silence waves

(The onto-illogical proof you're not here):

"Are you in Cleveland?" "No."
"Des Moines?" "No."
"San Francisco?" "No."

"Well, if you're not in Cleveland or Des Moines or San Francisco, you must be somewhere else; & if you're somewhere else, you're not here!"

"Gee...what do I do now!?"
"Find Abbott & Costello, they know..."
"Where are they?"
"In Hoboken...maybe..."
"Gee, thanks!"
"You're welcome."
"Say, where can I get in touch with you?"
"I'm around..."

whose on first
coming around home
heading for the showers
that word hurts my head
ontogeny recapitulates ontology
something like that

but here
here in the promised land
here in the home of the free and the scared shitless(witless)
we be walking in tall cotton
here in this text box
all is well
we ain't hatey
"brother can you spare a dime"
goi gone going
hammmer hammer
never know about action poetry or GO
a hockey game coould break out
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

ontogeny recapitulates ontology

Ohhhh
I get it
it's backwards day on studio eight

"Ontology Recapitulates Philology"
ontology recapitulates ontogeny

while walking home
i noticed i was on my head
in my head
home