perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[WIREMAN]

sound of 2 pebbles
clackin
inter actin
the plane
the plain
the just do it
natural jam flow
the what it b
the what it is
the what i r
irie
your way/my way
jam on me!

[WIREMAN]

shoulda, coulda, woulda
way past brunch
almost halftime
steelers fans in making
excuses mode
gotta laff
wondering how all these dread
football players pass the
drug test???
no rasta just fashion
observations @ the bar
grey day out there
juan gris
pablo
braque
angles
dimensions
corners seen around
turn it and go
flow
need to write
indecision walked in
colts on the march
reflections
pot pie on my right
gay boyz to the left
hell of a mix
i just sit n tap the keys
gots to b politically correct
conversation
reminds of the womanly decisions
bout dinner on a family vacation
at lake michigan
used to drive me crazy
id just head to the bar
get a bacon cheeseburger
and a capn n coke
or dr.pepper
which i found to b a better mix
rambling
flowing
looking for to jam
if it wasnt for mingo
itd be dead
simple fact
jam on me people
sometimes i feel like a
jamstubator
damn i dont wanna go blind!
stevie nicks playin on the sounds
while the gay boyz bicker n giggle
like school girlz
maybe time to make like
a hockey puck......oo26.222p

[the mingo]

it's cold out there
snow - shit - and blowing
my woman at work
everything so far away except the ghosts
the ghosts always close by
hell they never go away
never out-of-sight
i eat with ghosts
i sleep with ghosts
i shit with ghosts
wwhhhoooweee
so cold out there
ya couldn't pop corn with a blowtorch
blowing snow making everything indistinct
man, thinking about this woman
how she was
how she could be
45 yrs later & i'm still thinkin' 'bout that
ya know what i'm talking about
makes me want to eat some elk meat
dripping with juice, blood, & barely charred
and that ain't no metaphor

[WIREMAN]

snow came
1 1/2 inch
shut the town
down
cold cold cold
blood on the tracks
last night
read Lu Chi's We Fu
bout writing
the art of
3rd century ad.
full moon morning
caught in town
all day
ridin trains
readin new directions
henry....jack...wcw....allen...pound....patchen....corso...
readin more n more these daze
jammin
this b it
u n me amigo
all haill mongolia!

[the mingo]

u & me looks like
yeah - looks like we got the place surrounded
i've dabbled in collage
mostly driftwood and odds & ends i find
build things out of it
went thru a period in the 80's
crazy with it
a couple of those pieces wish i still had
i don't remember where they all went anymore
furnace running almost non-stop up here
12 degrees outside
january - february two most useless months
at least in this part of the woods
shit - i'm watching the boys down south
vids on catching copperheads
tell me it ain't bad
ain't felt motivated for shit
i gotta tear my head off or something

[WIREMAN]

i come from a
family of
driftwood hunters
mom made lamps
out of it in 50's-60's
before we started
welding in early '70's
long road
long haul
so much creating
forgotten & gone
lots sold
out there floating
like our words
in cyber space
never solid
but there
archived in clouds
legions of writers
& visualists
an artistic revolution
coming to a lull
everthing based on
pop culture & so called fame
whats yur name...whats yur name
we be the jammers
last in the line of?
sometimes i wonder
jam on me!

[the mingo]

- o man that ring of driftwood !
i'll trade ya a winning lottery ticket & 2 porsches for that !
what a find !
give my eye teeth ...
i see a piece of driftwood bark there -
and that one what looks like a gun
or phaser pistol - i know what that is
branch knot came out of a hemlock tree probably -
i lust after those things
got a box full of them somewhere
i been known to tear into a a hemlock deadfall for them
but they are best as here -
been floating in the water to get all smoothed out
then get thrown up on the shore to bake in sun for years
hell yeah mongolia
you'd have a ball up on the lake ontario shore line
never ending supply of driftwood
only place that compares to it
is the seacoasts
i know where all the good pickin's is at
and when i got into kayaking
i realized i could get to good spots without trespassing
just go stealth by water to spots that don't get touched
i've put so much driftwood in & on my kayak
that i look like a floating fucking duck blind
or some kind of prehistoric water monster on my way back to the jeep
kayak turns you from just pickin'
to full on hunter - i have too much fun sometimes ya know
- nice collection ya got there -
jealous of the wood ring - happy for your hound dog self, coburn
what a find what a find !
apex primo -

[the mingo]

if we be the last of
the jammers 'round here
then they gonna see us
go down fightin'
- all the way to mongolia !
hell yeah
hell yeah

[the mingo]

... & thx for showing me
your collection ...

[WIREMAN]

ugh.....
not my collection
sorry to say

jammin. away the afternoon
over some good convo
and fine company
acrooss the street
all my collections
long gone
it takes 2 to jam
in sync is awesome
a rarity to get more
jammers we 2 doobie
i feel like writing
an essay bout what
happened, just trying
to sort it out
cecil says he sees the decline
and nazz does too
poetry in baltimore is a memory
as is action poetry
arcanum cafe looks like a trickle
but never did like it there
much anyway
the spiritual place chaikhana
has no more poetry posting
so what was once a phenomena
is fizzling out
for lack of response?
on the surface
thats how i see it
for lack of quality
maybe?
some dont like to accept this
but for me its rather intriguing
nuff said for now
but im looking for
others opinions
aside from the just be
cool, everythings ok
kinda opinions
now its becoming more like
whats next?
damn its cold outside
gettin my ass ready for
the morning.....Burrrrrrrrrr!!!

[the mingo]

yeah - 1.6 degrees above zero and falling
guess i just don't understand global warming
-& neither does the weather looks like
don't know about the poetry -
thoughts jumbled on that score
just for myself my enthusiasm for it
has lessened considerable past couple of years
writing was a technological advance
not a spiritual one
and now i need more spirit out of something
and less tech -
so i think it's me that's changed -
i have the notion sometimes that poetry
fell out of sync with its roots
lost its touch with life
sometimes i stop whatever i'm doing
wherever i am
and just listen
to the flow of blood in my veins
my heartbeat
to what is going on around me
- i hear the sound of everything making a sound together -
it's that sound captures my imagination these days -
there is no word for that sound
and i hear it everywhere -
i think we are dealing with the same question
miles davis posed in 1959
when he blew "So What?" at the world
1.0 degrees above zero & counting
we're gonna be subzero up here
long before dawn

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ylXk1LBvIqU

[WIREMAN]

bone chill morn
face froze at metro
nobody wanna work?
"Hell no!"
they all say
silent studio now
long ride back
thanks to Juan
writing day
wire day
collage
pen & ink
no paint
some spray here
but too cold outside
duh.....thats why im here now
big now
poppa-u-mow-mow
jam on me
viva mongolia!

[the mingo]

water pump on the jeep
shit the bed this morning
cold water in the bathroom froze up
toilet froze up too
i'm just loving it to death
got a new phone
trying to learn all the in's & out's
i think it may be cool
but got curses in reserve just in case
went to buy dogfood yesterday
just plain unexcited dogfood
not carrying it anymore
been sacked in favor of
"scientifically formulated blend"
Bean don't care for that stuff
he likes plain farm dog type fare
he don't give two shits for vitamins
enhanced crap
or multi-colored meal
and the new stuff -
ya think it comes in 40# bags for $25 bucks?
hell no - it comes in 20# bags for almost twice the price
was catching a vid on cave art last night
was looking at all the stencil hand prints
found in some of those caves
- my gab today is we could have
stopped right there -
and been just fine
old man talk i suppose
but we have a propensity for this
when things are going good
we are sure to find a way to fuck it to hell up
for good or evil -
we all want to make a mark
and i'm flushing the damn toilet with
a bucket of water
ain't no word for it but grand

[WIREMAN]

suction the shit down
thought this place
was slow last week
now its a ghost town
pretty soon we might as
well do it (jam) by email
gettin sick of wah-wah'n bout
the lack of....wha happened
to da poets?
saw
irish
arcadia i miss u
creativesoul we b lonely

its time for a new animal
u aughta see the shit here
on the wall at nola now...ugh
and people buy the crap
ok...the times b changin
all this shit started with reagan.....zap!
jam on me!

[the mingo]

got on a chess site this morning
and got handled
handled
from first move to last
he didn't even bother to wipe
the blood off his hands on his way out the door
the sumbitch was on his game know what i mean?
and i was on the floor flat as hammered shit
got a new phone making me feel stupid too
happy damn new year
same as the last year
-shit- i made every wrong move
that could be made in that game
couldn't seem to stop myself -
suck the shit down alright -
place is slow you're right
i enjoy throwing the words around
have abandoned poetry to those that enjoy doing it
won't be looking back either
from here forward it's nothing but jam
i am jam - a tyrannojamicus el primo beamo hair trigger mushbutton-
first thought best thought
if ya ain't breathing deep then clear the tracks
jam coming thru
mingo out
jam ON