perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[the mingo]

self-destruction?
we don't have to do that
it gets done for us -
we are brought here
by an unseen hand
what shines us up
and kicks us thru the door
we then deal with all sorts of shit
without & within
day in & day out
then after we are totally degraded
with the ups & downs of mortality
in body and soul & covered in filth
the unseen hand comes back around
to collect us
& take us home where what is mortal
will be swallowed up by life
nobody has ever figured out
the what-the-fuck of it all
& nobody ever will
morning jam
noon jam
evening jam
night jam
jam on

[the mingo]

VA did a blood draw on me this morning
the little lady stuck that needle in my arm
& i watched as she filled 3 vials
with my pumping jumping jamming blood -
she gathered them up
and I said bon voyagee
you little zoot suitors
take my secrets with you
and don't look back
i hope i die in the middle of a jam
with my boots on
my whole body swelling up
to gigantic proportions
until all the snakes everywhere
gag on it
jam on
jam on

[silent woman]

that invisible hand of the market place been fucking me up the ass with bale a barbed wire

I got it good
but for so many americans that invisible hand is on the arm of the plutocrats
da wormz gotz to turn
filthy lucre
what's the sound of one invisible hand clapping
you know me crazy old literal jack
I guess I would call it grace not invisible hand
but whatever
I just want to jam
words freak me out sometime, gets my back against the wall
it is a good time to be old in America
but at least the young still have their youth

yeah though I walk through valley of the death and taxes I will fear no fear except for myself

living the good life after the flood of the blood that was shed to make me free
everyday I get to live in this light polluted flatland buzzard dump is a day I am happy to see. I am just looking for a reason to go home again, not so much the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia but more about the road. While you all were getting married and raising children I was on the road almost thirty years.
I was born to run from true love
I never could stand success
I embrace my karma
amor fati

me and my literary dolls

a dam saves a jam
spontaneous subcutaneous words

[tarbaby]

if you ain't a trucker or or a poet you ain't shit

I might as well save my breath what little I got of it
what would four wheelers know about the road

oh yeah they read on the road when they were in high school

from the belly of the beast
the belly button of the world at Delphi
"Nothing to excess, know thy self"
and hammer hammer till I have had enough
I need the sweet solitude of the road again
I got a chrismas card from Joseph Campbell under my windshield wiper yesterday
find a place inside where ther's joy, and the joy will burn out the pain merry chrismas

[WIREMAN]

Babies upon babies
Big bellied women
Strollers on the metro
@ rush hour
Back in mi casa
After 16 hours away
& sometimes I think I
Wanna keep doing this shit
After another year
Let me go back to this
Spot in the jam next year
Ain't gotta think twice
It ain't alright
I got old
Plain and simple
Some things I do better
Something's worse
It is what it is
Slap in the face
Wake up call!

Got jam
Got bama-lam
Got u 2 jammers
3's a takeover
Me belly full of jam
Soul jam
Flim jam
Flam jam
Riding down the hwy. jam
Jam in da morning
Jam the night 2
Jam life
Jam splice
Jam w/a carving knife
Bisect it
Dissect it
All about jam
The more perpetual
The more it b jam
Jam on me!!!

[the mingo]

ol' owl out there
jammin' in the dark ...
the night is his home
the night
and the stars
sometimes the moon
he used to be a poet
but a day came when
he was done with words
he was a painter for awhile
but then he was done with that too

[the mingo]

aardvarks in the pepper
slow dragnets underground
deadbolt equations
barbecued aztecs
& a banjo for babylon
nightbird detergent music
spheroidal newborns
& microscopic memories of medusa
o yeah bo-bi-boom!
o yeah bo-bi-boom!
go all you miracle birds!
playing billiards with
an eyetooth cueball & bison mind
jam the bo-bi-boom
existence is a freak-quen-cee
onlooker is a bomb cooker
o baby please
don't let your savagery
stagnate in the bo-bi-boom!

[WIREMAN]

Baby....baby....baby....
Is there a letter for me?
Jam mistero
Jam confounded
Jam hounded
They on my trail
Woof....woof.....howl'n!!!
Caught in the sink or swim
Again & again
Jammin on the 3's

[the mingo]

rockin on to babylon
can't get the damn place outta my head
fuck babylon!
fuck mingo's screwjack jobs too!
the things that get stuck
in your head
things get in there
can't get out
then they just fade
whole new york city sized pieces of fade
fresh coffee @12:46 a.m.
typhoons in my cup
bones of typhoons scattered on the shoreline
up & down of never-never land
man this ol' house is creakin' her bones to-night!
flow river flow - teacher of millions!
i got some mail for your wired soul
it's speaking the square root of speed
steppin' out on a strange street
beyond the reach thank God! of reason
and goes: gray mild raining night in december
walkin thru the livin room
heading for the kitchen
carly simon playin off youtube
dog on the couch lickin his paws
that's what carly makes me want to do too
on a gray mild raining night in december
lay around & lick my paws
sing-to-me-baby

[WIREMAN]

Paw lickin
Splitting to the grind
4 twenty am.
Show at my studio this weekend
Gonna hold on!
Strangers in my house

[the mingo]

hope it's a good show
hope ya have a good time
thru it all
hell yeah, Mongolia !!

[stilltrucking]

you may be old
but you are not in the way
thinking about old men in the way
filthy rotten dirty old men

Nelson Mandela the cleanest old men that lived
he never was in the way
I want to be a working class hero

I used to be human
I had hands, feets, mouth and an anus
I can't get my head around invisible hands
and God said, "look Ma, no hands"

Nelson RIP


Old and In The Way
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=[youtube]YW8CboRmNwU[/youtube]

[the mingo]

hope your show
was a good one
all the way round
jam on

[the mingo]

kiss my ride
don't repress my iron
welcome all to the world of sperm whales
things happen you don't
wanna wipe clean
blues motivate the vocal cord
open the blinds on
a land of snow
the insects are gone
it's time to blow !
no one is innocent
not the sane or the crazy
not the judged or the jurists
not the oppressors nor the victims
look out the window
there are tracks
in the snow
you can bomb me
but i only know
i gotta blow
blow & blow
blow ! blow ! blow !

[WIREMAN]

Great night
Both of us made out good
Got me a 3 string cigar present
Yahoooooooo!!!
Pic later
No worse for wear
Nice living downtown
Studio in heart of holiday action
Transformation complete to gallery
Time for track lighting
Lotta beer bottles layin round
Snowin Purdy good here now
Another Yahooooooooo!!!
Feel like some bloody Mary's and relaxin
Headin out be back later
Fuckin snow Yahooooooo!!!