perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!

[the mingo]

11:18 a.m.
it's the elevation what does it here
for snow
things are so finely tuned in this area
that a few hundred feet of elevation
means snow - heavy heavy snow
let mark knopfler sing that shit
sky gray but light gray
no dark gray - dark gray = snow

[WIREMAN]

gris gris
dr. john
night tripper
walk on gilded splinters
hoodoo my voodoo
frying pan my mojo hand
elevations
latitudes w/attitudes
snow today
gone tomorrow
still time keeps ticking away
roar of march
flowers of april
of these things i pray
osprey
arthur godrey
sizzle my jam......

[WIREMAN]

jack like
stonehouse
rerouting streams

upon awakening
mountains rise above
a slug leaves a trail

last words like
knives plunged
deeper & deeper

stonehouse beneath
peach blossom fragrance
no burning incense today

hallway smells exotic
hum of fan whirrs
dont breathe to hard
might get high

friends msg from
adams morgan
the calvary won
the day

it all came
so late in life
all i could do
was smile

han shan grabbed
the charcoal
scrawled gems on
blue cliff wall

lightning bolted
windows blew open
cat ran away

he writes the night
makes peace with
distant friends
smiles

sleep comes in waves
dreams remembered
only for waking instant

[WIREMAN]

rockin
never was a slammer
yokers to thieves
bended knees
ages
jesssssss tremblin feet
in rice pudding repleat
rubber meets road
hobbibly glow
to fung tow
the truck was already
chained up
cups on desire
saucer spilt stones
mass illusion beneath
an ancient caravan

[the mingo]

mass illusion?
i just woke up
and already mass illusion?
woman says there are
mice in the longhouse already
all hail mass illusions
it's 2 degrees below zero
in my neck of the mass illusion
snow and there are
graveyards in my neck of
the mass illusion
crossroads
& gas stations
murder & laughter
& snow & bad teeth
everything in motion
i doubt it can be much colder in Mongolia
than it is right here
right now
they tell me the sap ain't running yet
in the maples because it's been so cold
I figure that's probably bullshit
the sap gotta run because of the time
cold don't have nothin'
to do with it -

[WIREMAN]

last day of suckuary
hope of spring
watchin for plum blossoms
cherries incubating
in the tree branches
finished stonehouse
the other book of his
is like 76 bucks used....ugh
i donknow, he will or might
change us as poets forever
might even turn us into
cave dwellers, pond builders
potato growers, cultivators
of the vine....chk out the
pdf's on him
han shan reading was his fun
mine too, basho for sure
ya know i consider basho
the hippest master of word lingo
like jack, miller, and cervantes
all hail don quixotel
jam on me!

[WIREMAN]

all mongol
giant steppes
concrete jungle, jungle, jungle...
this could go
on and on
sade enraptures
it's simple
if only u could see into me
she says
the one i do love
reached out tonight
nuff said
jam on me!

[the mingo]

first day of March
guess what?
got snow coming down
it may be almost calender spring
but winter don't give two shits
I don't give two shits either
i came here to the slopes of the Plateau
for the 'ku
and it can snow 'til June 1st
before I raise any white flag
and that's all
there is to it

[Doreen Peri]

In like a lion, they say.
Snow here, too, and more
coming Tuesday.
My cat is snoring.
I'm waiting for the phone
to ring but I don't want to
talk. I've lost my voice.
I don't know what to say.

[saw]

the lion is roaring
his snow white mane tinged
with ice, but life goes on
the cars fly by my house
like they have no sense,
last week I was digging them out
all young drivers with heavy feet
one killed his transmission shifting
like a maniac impatient with the normal
speed of his world where 4G sets the tone
and weather can some how be mastered
if you push harder on the accelerator
and they were amazed how I knew how to free them
why I approached their cars carrying
an old heavy steel wire mesh window grate
to situate under their wheels...not a single one
knew if they had front or rear wheel drive,
they actually did not want to power their windows down
to talk to this old man with a snow shovel
and this weird apparatus under his arm, after all
it was freezing outside, in the end
many offered me a blessing from god
I guess I am a cross between mother Teresa
and Jeremiah Johnson

[WIREMAN]

no drinkin fool
tonight
sheet of ice
out there
had to hang
onto the walls
to walk around
the corner
prolly no trabajo
manana
no trans. needed
as most of us
speak a bit of espanol

great b'day
got taken care
of all day
mixin sake and vodka
most dangerous
but i survived
no cookies lost
only thing i didnt
get was a piece of
shredded coconut cake
was in my dreams
so i damn sure devoured
it there
everybody so full of ideas
we sat and played guitars
till 3am.
kinda nights i love
jam on me
viva mongolia!

[the mingo]

dreamin' of two wheels here
and warm winds but
outside the window snowing hard
even if i lost my mind
it wouldn't help

[WIREMAN]

ice jam
just out
of the house
it's melting
good news/bad news
more snow in
forecast....ugh
hope my taxes
get back soon
think im read out
for awhile
got 3 new books
for the train
finished stonehouse
what an education
between him and basho
it all sinks in deeper
in my 60's
been reading these guys
since the 70's
i just get it better now
kills me when people
call it new age
i'd say its all immortal
thanks to dem dharma bums
my intro to han shan at 20
what a lucky boy

harum scarum
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<<
jammin
not slammin
no keepin score
or tellin people
the coulda
shoulda
woulda
do u dare
form stifles stride
haiku my ass
5-7-5 dancin'
we goin beyond basho
to the castles
of chrystalline words
pure
clean
feeling words
lately unseen
worthy of being
written on large rocks
and sandy shores
washed away by nature
to the land of nevermore

[Doreen Peri]

Dawn arrived.
I read the obituaries.
I didn't see my name
so I got up.

[WIREMAN]

arise....arise...
aint read a
paper in years
nah scuse me
i was reading the
sports page on
the train last month
lol
uh whassup?