Bandit Notions

[SadLuckDame]

That is just what I like, too.
Silent treatments are not for me, I wanna fight, ya know.
And I get so into it that my eyes blaze and I start to believe I can cause a natural disaster to rain down on their head. I get that heavy.

[stilltrucking]

That love between male and female siblings, the lady of this lodge means nothing to me sexually, but she constantly confuses me with her husband or son. She is a banger, drawers, cabinet doors, dishwasher doors, pots and pans, it seems the storm centers in the kitchen. I see it so many times as a woman's resentment of men. Why shouldn't they resent us>

Different without that fleshy connection, the love between us , it is a good thing for a man to have a sister, it is a blessing in fact. I need all the sisters I can get, but I wish I did not have to live with them

[the mingo]

to hell with mickey
& to hell with his house
i don't care if he blows his brains
into macaroni salad all over
the walls of his hut
there are women
who stay with you
even after they are gone
so get used to it
& if you're going to jump off a bridge
remove your shoes first
& leave them behind you
i could use them
the waste of a good pair of shoes
is truly a crime

[the mingo]

you ever seen that one leaf that clings to the tree long after all the other leaves have blown away ? I've seen it on people too.

[the mingo]

oooooooooo naked textbox! O the curves the curves! I knew a woman once who was an Alamo. Walls pockmarked with bullet holes and bloodstains. She wouldn't marry me. I could have called her names but I just turned around and left her to the Mexicans. I heard later she had called me names when Santa Ana was at the gates but I was deep in the mountains by then camped by a fast flowing river. I made a memorial for her from a raccoon skull circled with pine cones. The wind whistled its own tune in the empty eye sockets.

[stilltrucking]

my penis is mia
easy for me to write about them
I just enjoy fucking with their minds
but only for pleasure
I almost lost my mind when I lost my penis
But I can still pee ok so everythings still ok
I am just an ex suicide when it comes to women
geezers thrive on broken hearts even if
Frank Zappa was right about assholes and broken hearts
geezers some of the biggest assholes I know

gotta go to workkkkkkkkkkk
drag my fingers over the keyboard for 90 minutes
so I steal myself away for a few minutes of stolen keystrokes.

cold here
money money money
tis the season
for reasonable men
it is all so Biblical
mongolia,
beats me
I am only in it for the feeling
Like driving a shinny new jeep grand cherokee in 1974
or 75
that's all the time I got fun fer

[the mingo]

Your penis is missing-in-action?

Holy Mongolia!... & crackin' me up too!

[the mingo]

When is anybody gonna realize that we are all Indians?

When is anyone gonna realize that no one has ever had or ever needs any "rights" ?

What day will it be when everyone knows that "enlightenment" is not a future event but a past one?

When do we realize it's not the shit coming off our asses that needs wiping away but the shit in our minds that needs flushed?

When do the prisoners wake upon the fact that they not only own their jail cells but realize that the prison belongs to them also?

[stilltrucking]

I am Down at the brick yard working for Cecil d demile making bricks for the Pharaohs tomb
The things we do for love the harm we do for what we love.
Nothing more I love to do then see ink flow out of a pen or words scroll across a screen

Stolen moments, I am so bad at this, I know as soon as the Holiday buying frenzy is over I will be history. I want to be marching in that number when the saints come charging through MasterCard or visa, would Jesus wear a Rolex?

None shall buy nor sell save they wear the mark of the Beast, man that shakespeare could write some heavy poetry, not meaning to be sacrireligious nor irreverant just thinking about somethinking old Henry said to Anais about Seeing things as a Patagonian sees them not through our own cultural filters. Wait, I got that wrong it was Anais syaing that about Old Henry

I heard an old fart Quaker say one day
"But the truth and never sell it" no idea of what context he was speaking.

I like the line from the Siren's Of Titan when one soldier says to the other "Don't truth me and I wont truth you" Vonnegut sure do love him, is that why he went through the shit he went through in Dressden just so he would go nuts and write wonderful books for me to read.

I like this thread a lot, I like the title a lot,

[the mingo]

I like this one too, Jack. It's got a fine rolling feel to it. I never should have locked up "Mile Marker Zion" but I became prey to ideas as often happens and i been looking for a sweet spot ever since. It was anatomically modern human beings who created language, libraries, & books. LSD & tempered steel ball bearings. War & peace. And a dozen eggs in a paper carton. And cartoons. Poetry is my neighbor's side door swinging on its hinges. Hell, i need to take a shower trim my toenails and maybe eat some of that bread what came down from heaven. Then it will be time to go to work. Ain't got no measurable snow yet. The sky has spit it at us once or twice but the ground ain't of the same mind and so far goes around sayin' no no no. But it's the threat and ya know it's there & ya know it's coming.
Last night i had my ass kicked in chess four five times in a row - i just couldn't keep away from mistake. I had that last game from the git-go but i blew the banjo solo coming down to the finish line. There are some days you should wake up take a breath look around and go back to sleep.

[SadLuckDame]

Well, we can always go back to sleep and wake up again.
Ever try it and see if it works or not? ppp
Don't ask me to sing any lullabies, I'm only appreciated my children for that.

[the mingo]

Know any Mongolian lullibies? O I wonder where I be - up in the mountains or down by the sea -

out in the hills & fields the Xmas trees are howling bloody murder - they are crying out No! I don't wanna be no holiday! I like it right here with my roots in the earth and my branches hanging out in the wind! Just leave us the hell out of it! Use fake plastic trees!

But I just can't get my thrill in plastic, don't ya know, so somewhere out there some tree gonna die for me. Last year we hung some lights from a kayak paddle over the big window in the living room. Everybody that saw those lights from the road commented on what a beautiful tree we had. Even when I told people it was not a tree but just some hanging lights no one believed me.

I might do the same thing this year.

Hell yeah, Mongolia!

[judih]

kayak paddles occupy living rooms
save the trees
listen to the wisdom of the paddle

[the mingo]

i've talked to my kayak but now that you mention it, i've never talked to my paddle
o the things ya don't ever even think of !

[the mingo]

Woke up to the first gathering-on-the-ground snow this morning ... got fresh coffee in-the-cup & fine-in-the-mind ... o macaroni bingo feathers all folded together!

constant overlap just jumped
in the river
took off its shoes first
yesterday the search was called off
for the body
if i open the fridge door now
the ice age could be reborn
like a forest from
an acorn
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......................... *beep beep beep*.............snow on the hemlock branches....... (o) .................................... *beep*............... ... \ @! ......
the first fish out of the sea had lungs that gave birth to clouds - code systems -telegraphic hearts - *beep beep* ... ... . .. . poems fall from the sky and cover everything ... all hands to their battle stations! but just remember it won't change a thing ...