perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[the mingo]

moving deeper into the season
is what we do
is what we do
we do not try for poetry
poetry tries for us
first one then another
a voice here
a voice there
the rains swell the rivers
and everything jams on

[WIREMAN]

Jam supply
Jam dinner with friend
Jam $$$$$$ for being a poet
Jam blessed feeling
Jam the sounds outside
Jam the screwdrivers
Jam on life
Jam the something new hurts everyday
Jam the chipping away
Jam the moan
Jam the whine no more
Jam jack
Jam mingo
Jam judih jam D
She be da boss
I miss her jam self

[the mingo]

saw birds over the river
i couldn't identify this morning
rush rush rush
one of these days
I'll just be deleted
and thank God that might be
a piece of mercy
'til then to hell with it
I jam on

[WIREMAN]

Job birds
Little brave birds
Living off human scraps
Some love to feed them
Big rats
All over GWU
Tuition 61,000 bucks per year
Starbucks a homeless hotel
Sign of the times
They quit staying open all night
Life precious
Even hopeless
Nothing matters....really in the end
I know the rivers run
Music soothes
Snow is magical, but cold...freezing
Hot days are a mutha*?}#\{{#\\<{}||
But on the beach another thing entirely
Jam
About jam
Laying it on the land

[the mingo]

the predator as much
in the matrix as the prey
if the battery fits use it
the Ten Commandments:
Jam Jam Jam Jam Jam
Jam Jam Jam Jam Jam
and the greatest of these is love
use it - use it all
from the grand jury room
to the halfway houses
from the high-wire artist
to the fast food worker
o Lord my soul pants for you
in a dry and arid land
where the horses are nameless
that carry us & no monster can mark us for sheep
cause we're bringin' it on
and takin' it there

[WIREMAN]

3rd time
The charm?
Seem to b not posting
Toasties de jam
Now let's try again......

[the mingo]

Basho ya old jitterbugging
grasshopper eating
rice wine swilling
sit on your frog rock
i got offered a job today
driving forklift in an aluminum foundry
for nine bucks an hour american
do ya know how god-awful HOT it is
in an aluminum foundry?
it's god-awful HOT in an aluminum foundry
in JANUARY not to mention JULY
like you or one of your fellow poets
said once upon a time
i would rather wag my tail
in the mud
even if the mud is all dried up
hell is hell and will be here
soon enough and that's my jam
& i'm stickin' to it !

[the mingo]

there's a moth just landed
on my coffee cup
he's sitting very still
but his antenna are out
then I blacked out
dreamed about a blowout
thought about a breakout
maybe a phaseout
ducking the fallout
my baby got such a nice pout
she helps me out with my trout
she's everything every man needs in every way
she knocks me out three or five times a day
o I've tried out & I've struck out
and I was in line for the promised payout
8:30 a.m. & already 90 degrees
i don't believe in buy one get one free
but you can take tyranny and shove it up deep
I been worked out
been worn out
wiped out & gone without
but I'm still jamming
and I remain standing

[stilltrucking]

version two second thoughts

GWU
the foggy bottom/Georgetown blues
I worked down on the river
down behind M st NW
those were the days of Mary Hopkin songs,
college girls and bell jars
oh well
Luke the Drifter said it best
"We're still a'livin so every things okay"

I don't owe enough money
that's my problem
I wish I owed a million bucks to the company store
man that's what I call job security
I am dust in the wind
a marginal man
the metafiscal homelessness blues

sing them away for me
Clay

http://studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.p ... ux#p140315

[stilltrucking]

second thoughts
version two

GWU
the Foggy Bottom?Georgetown blues
I used to work for a concrete company back of M street NW, right on the river
them were the days my friend, Mary Hopkin songs and
college girls and bell jars
oh well
Luke the Drifter said it best.
[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXAUfC7Ze3A]"We're still a'livin so every things o..........
kay"
I wish Saint jack was still livin
he would be writing spontaneous code if he was still here. But i guess he still is, kind of like LR is still here

I don't owe enough money
that's my problem.

I wish I owed a million bucks to the company store man!
that's what I call job security
I am dust in the wind
a marginal man
the metafiscal homelessness blues

sing them away for me
Clay

http://studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.p ... ux#p140315

[silent woman]

version three second and third thoughts — after the after thoughts.

GWU
the foggy bottom/Georgetown blues
I worked down on the river
down behind M st NW
those were the days of Mary Hopkin songs,
college girls and bell jars
oh well
Luke the Drifter said it best
"We're still a'livin so every things okay"

I don't owe enough money
that's my problem
I wish I owed a million bucks to the company store
Man that's what I call job security!
I feel like a rich man but
I am just dust in the wind
a marginal man
with the metafiscal homelessness blues

sing them away for me
Clay

http://studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.p ... ux#p140315

[WIREMAN]

For to jam
My ecum spiritus
Workin and commuting
Too much
Trying to make a living
Off the yankee dollar

[stilltrucking]

in the fifties
zoot suits was still cool
we was all pleasure mad
all we wanted to do was jitterbug with the girls

I remember the forties very well
I lived there too
my formative years
dead rats and maggots
and nightmares about girls

[WIREMAN]

Lovin that pic Jack

Jamness
Jambolicious
Jam poetrynight
Wide open poetry night
Your 1o minutes to perform
Perpetual
Forever jam
Rockin the free world
Free word world
Jam....jam....jam...
Sam i jam
I wanna jamma wid u
Mingo jam
ST jam
Judih jam
Jam haiku
Jam sonnet
Jam sonic
Jam jack
Jam neal
Jam allen
Jam wired
Jam eureka
Jam archimedes today o
Jam nola
Jam starbucks
Jam with girls
Jam with everybody jam
Just lovin jam day!

[zero_hero]

>>>>>>>!!!

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my bojan jam
back to Bataan Jam
a blue star in her window jam
jam for her son in the Philippines

jam a function at the junction
of poetry and performance
jambolicious and refreshing

jam on big sister
jam on baby sister
jam on all my brothers and sisters

jam on saint jack
jam on his baby driver
jam me a beat of father's and daughters

jam on rolling the stone
jam on turning the wheel
a twenty-first century jam

December 7
birthdays and bombs at Pearl Harbor
Like being born on 9/11
I suppose