Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

there's a small opening
mixed shift
where gregarious syllables
hang out to rap
when meaning leaves the room
and grunts decompose
where fertilized brains sprout
in unnatural paradise
lexical oblivion
voice and timing agree to disagree
as soul shares intention
and body strips its shy

between the words
a leyline is drawn
magnetic attractions bond
what repulses comes around
in recharge, new syntheses
cast off confusion

a chaos wonderworld
of babel hysteria


judih

.....building a babel tower on nazca plains......trampling red clay....
product of molten fire......we take to the sky....on a cactus high...
drink the nectar of the gods ........and all becomes word ....call it peace and love.....call it sanity as we rise above powder blue.....instincts take over as we do naturally do.....sliding on rainbows and walking with strangers ......taking deep plunges and never fearing the weight of wet sponges......treading lightly amidst the clouds.......knowing that in the building of babel.......all words and creative thoughts will be allowed........wired

the Ultimate Simultaneous Translator
is on vacation
back to our own resources
we dig deep
and pull out our inner plum
the yang-est of all
concentrated power
so sweet its sour

sharply attired
cynicism splayed over one eye
third in the spotlight

karaoke to universal harmony
a choir of vypassana mutes in time

sitting in tubular reverie
ocean swells coming up
the alley way, chimes persistent
lapping waves upon spot
where bodhisattva sits
reflecting bar room scenes
of nevermore.................wired

sliding lotus style down the bar
one empty cup for the road
slipping amongst the tube jam
(for whom those bells toll)
out the door into the wild borealis of home

like Yojimbo the ronin samurai
I throw the stick into the air
where it points I follow, the
path enlightening and the state
of mind never frightening...all.....
all roads leading to endless curtain
calls.......rush to the feet.....tis an
animal who's upright and deep,
plowing the phathoms .....continually
wary of the immense chasms...........wired