perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[stilltrucking]

irresistible liaisons with
women of dangerous intelligence
beware to dare to enter her lair
all the footsteps lead in
none return

at this point in the drama
I get by with the help
of a small circle of friends

[SadLuckDame]

Like a wicked black dream,
she's weaved and wrapped
above his head, above his eye
and if he were looking up
he'd say of Dr. Grimshaw's pet

how to go intricate.

[still.trucking]

"You can weave such an exciting ambience around a man he'll hardly know he is being held”—Joyce Johnson, beat matriarch

and that is why freud was howling at the moon watching Lou Salome and Rilke waltz across her bedroom, while Nietzsche wept
and the big booper was flying to los angeles
singing
"nothing like a big eyed girl
make me feel real loose like a
long necked goose
oh yeah that’s what I like
dresses with empire waists"
and hats with veils
oh "baby you can leave your hat on "


Children of the late Pleistocene
image source
http://www.350.org/jordan-river-dead-se ... ide-ISRAEL

[SadLuckDame]

If he were to go forward in this,
the fantasy of her fantastic design,
he'd go into her clutches
allow her to almost hypnotize
and then gently, slowly
turn him under her

she'd be by closely with a whisper,
perhaps they'd be sweetly and poetic
she'd embrace, lull and go pleasant
to wrap about him her silks, her regard
and isn't at least this a lovely image,
aww her companion
and he keeps her in hunger.

[stilltrucking]

they say it has already happened
and it will always happen
cause Hindus never die

forward into the jam
sticky as erica jong's underwear

[still.trucking]

well Hindu's do die
but not for long

all the live long day
singing do dah da
he never was one for scripts
never asked for anything
just sat around looking at each other with goofy smiles
"singing I just want to hold your hand"

[SadLuckDame]

I just wanna hold on tight,
lay me down slowly
and let the blues roll on over me,
a sax on Fifth and Oakland
from the thrifty down shop
with a neon dime sign,
give me a small town lady
tapping down in ecstasy
the the black/white piano keys

in time for us,
in time for
time.

[still.trucking]

My Huckleberry Friend
small town girl
playing Sax on 5th avenue
while

Holly goes lightly
Into that good night
I bid you good night
Goodnight Irene
Irene goodnight
I’ll see you in my dreams
with Breakfast @ epiphany


epiphany (the feeling)

[SadLuckDame]

Our own darlin' Doreen
laying it down on the piano keys
and I gots to get out dancing,
Jack go dancing,
we're already at
closing time
squeezing
more blue
memory.

[still.trucking]

waltz across texas
in the meantime
as we all flow
towards vela

[joel]

Floating toward's Velveeta
on old commercial jingles,
the blue Danube is a gray-green waltz
and a trickle like Jordan
or the Rio Grande,
which I understand is something truly beautiful
when it's allowed to be a stream
and not the seam between
two lands that process cheezes differently,
two hands that reach for Jesus sometimes.

[still.trucking]

cheese whiz


in the scheme of things
planets stars galaxies
twirling thorough the inky
in a twinky
empires rise and fall
hemlines too
it is all a side show
to the main event
Whitebird Sings

[joel]

her hemline climbs taller
her inseam gets smaller
compression socks press against deep vein thrombosis
crunch, crack and cackle laughs ost'oporosis.

[tinkerjack]

Poor old Dim Roger
Had a wife and couldn't keep her
the only one who could ever reach her
was a preacher man

No form's gone so awry,
Crook- back or bandy-leg,
But Tinker Jack can forge
Beauty from hag.

Sylvia Plath-Hughes

Melisa rode with any man
who offered her ride
they never stopped to wonder at
the heartache in her eyes
but when I saw Melisa
I saw Jesus in Disguise

song by the jitterbug (aka the Spinoza of Baltimore)



Image Source/

[joel]

scramble the albumen
break off the yolk
mellow says hellow
and whitey is broke

dentures drool downwardly
breakfast beams up
mourning was cloudy, so
sunnyside sup