no more jello

[saw]

magic carpet dreams
turn into serious flight
mach three mocks me
prior to re-entry this supernova
lights the spiral staircase
mentioned in a led zeppelin song
there are boxes to open
bubble-wrap to pop, days
of productivity, days of siesta
we look for Dr. Balance
it ain't the pearly gates
it's a perception with hinges
wahoo daddy blue
dig my earthenware, strum
that 9 string instrument
with inlaid abalone and pearl
you want to know if I'm crazy ?
I'm speaking English daddy-O
open the ears in your soul
hear the snap of my approving fingers
hear the snap crackle pop
all I'm saying is try to break the mold
we have enough jello in the world
we need artists...we need writers
documentarians

[saw]

speak up
down
sideways
all around
document your mind
let your words penetrate
the collective consciousness
seep into the universal pores
saturate the mammoth collection
the Godzilla of human greatness
word upon word upon word
the Great Pyramid of recorded language
climb the walls to the pinnacle,
the point of living

[mtmynd]

Zingo! Bingo!
so the rites Go
and we all know
no? now? who?
they are all here
between ears
all i hears is
what i whiz

Thx for the ride
and all the jive
keepin it alive
bha jumbah
the tuna slips
the edge of time
no time all the time

(SAW the WOULD - EWE did!!)

[mnaz]

Where is Dr. Balance anyway?...
Been lookin' around...