Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

riding corona
care and burocracia
Shaolin silence

zombie apocalypse
the undead stagger through darkened streets
unmasked
unvaccinated
uncaring
unbelieving
craving brains to devour
because they have none...

sci-fi murals
transform into flattened beings
a new school year

preserve the jam
the wireman jam
marmalade words
thoughts in aspic
like bits of fruit
from the minds of poets
and novices
who strive nonetheless
to keep the thread
and the memories
alive

dietary directions
carob powder and seaweed
crank up jam mojo

perpetual jam
crunchy peanut butter
thick together on bread

who wants a bite?

hey wireman
how the hell are ya?
resting comfortably, I hope
weaving cosmic wires
into n-dimensional shapes
(where n is an integer >9)
pleasing to the gods
as much as your humbler creations
were to us
me, I've got a few more miles to go
before I get there
just had some implants
for better fuel efficiency
still breaking them in
but I'm still coming
we all are

those wired
give thanks to wireman
3-D through ages

oh wireman of the stars
hope your new place digs your style
whipping wire and words into something special
I seem to be falling apart
so perhaps I'll be jammin' with sooner than later
do not mean to be a self-fulfilling prophet
reality is what it is, I see the writing
on the walls in many of the rooms
far from me to be morbid, but
shits happens

shits, lots of shits happen
let's sing our way through chaos
notes left on treetops

sing o muse
of the rage of oid men
against the dying of the light.

scarred shitless
repressed fear
conscious misery

dignity assaulted
i'm not complaing
just noticing
i suppose confessional writers must have a high threshold for humiliation to prevent being shamed to death

Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues
Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used
He wanted money up front, said he was abused
By dignity

— Dignity BD

bacon and eggs sausage andham
pancakes and waffles and breakfast with wireman
his joie de vivre inspired me
in another 50 years I might be as hip

no one vibes like the wireman
style of an easy-does-it
sculpting his beats