Sunday, July 27, 2008

Pergatory

what are you creating back there?

A blast of deafening hot air?

No.
Not something that will hurt anyone,
but something that will save us all.

well i dont know what it is you're talking about,
and i dont think that you do too.

So....
what i'll do,
is keep my eyes open,
and my ears open,
and my mouth shut.

Riding on a bike doesn't do anything good,
when youre swallowing bugs every ten seconds.

especially beatles.
Ya..
The beatles have all been digested.
There's not time for anything else.

They are what the are.

Beatles.

and they get what they get.

if thats sub standard
then I guess that is so.

is this the whole story?

I thank you for listening,
I just want to keep this going.

You know.
Going.
like, non stop

alright?
ALLRIGHT!

A cord connecting us all

Blue,
is the color of water.
and i dont know what im doing.

I keep putting this into text,
For no reason at all.

I dont want to keep anybody up.

And im not.
I'm only keeping myself from falling asleep,

fast.
asleep.

Alone in my surroundings,
Acidic values.
Not suspended in material motion.

Don't act like you know what im talking about,
I mean.

Like i know what im talking about.

I dont know what im saying,
I just know that its different,
and that makes all the difference.

Indifferance

My little swimmer.
My little fish,
Above the land and in the water.
Please take my hand.

Ive got the scars to remind you.

Goodbye? Question mark?

whoever said that this was a living picture?
i didnt.
well,
i like to think of it as one.
that was something that she said to me.
contradictory to my first statement.
........
i dont like to do that,
but sometimes i do.....
do it.

I keep on going until its gone.
nobody ever has to say goodbye, if they dont want to.

1. 2. 3.

And i couldn't.
But I could,
and I wouldn't
if you'd let me,

Then i'd step back and watch it grow.
slightly,
larger.

not any smaller,
than the last time.

But this time.
i know what im doing.
tomorrow is just,
another day.

wait.....

it is tomorrow.
well then the next day,
after that.

o.k. that makes better sense.
i dont want to confuse anybody,

but YOU seem to want to.

well thats not my fault if they dont get it,
then they just don't get it.
i cant control or determine what they'll do.

love y'all.... you all
hilly billy status
and life
A life of....
Oh yes
a life of love

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Oh it sure did

And you were always on my mind.
Well In the parts I was coherent for.
The others were just whispers.
I want times like those again.

I know I'll get them, but I don't want to have to wait for them.
Altho it's best to "Play"
the waiting game.....

Cause if you're always,
Going out and getting what you want.
Then you become useless,
And used,
Used up.
Cheap.
Wasted.
You wasted the best of life on what you wanted,
and; Us.
Being humans,
Are selfish. Shellfish.
The only time we aren't,
Is when we leave it in the hands of others,
To do,
Our bidding.
Or make our decisions.

So put THIS, into your rapture.
And wrap me up into a neat little package.
And send me through the mail,
Or put me in a box and give me to your love.
Your loved one.
Not Litterally.
But.
All that I am.
All that I embody.
Life, Love, and Longing.
Skill, cannot keep me from you.
I will choose my words wisely and if you never hear them I will keep them coming.
If they never reach you they will keep on growing.
But,
Don't think that they will ever stop.
Because that is the end,
And I have no plans of ending any thyme soon.
No thoughts on that subject at all!

To all of you that I am speaking.
You know who you are.
and it is not just one.
It.
Is.
All,
of you
Whom I have touched,
And loved.
And still love.
This is the greatest gift of them all.
No censorship.
Just pure emotion.

Monday, July 7, 2008

Liar, Liar, Liar (he lies to himself)

Already Ive topped last months
last months tally
or
score
but have they held any meaning
have they been useful
or will they even ever be looked at
most
like the rest wont
and thats a shame
downright

but seriously
who gives
a
f_ck?

not I.

Get, Like i Said, Accquire

Acquisitionally speaking,
Who has what it takes
to master the art of
mastery?
Is that an art?
Of mastering?

It's quiet
nothing but fans creaking, <- boards and lamps.
Buzz
Computers think too.
You can listen,
Do they move you?
Well I'm not getting up
So don't even try it.
I'll be here a while.....

I'll ask you a question.

If there were something i could give you in return.
Not that i want to,
But what would it be?
and, I'm not saying that you've done anything for me,
or that i want you to,
or that I'm even gonna
do anything for you,
or even to you.
because you surely haven't,
done a thing for me.
Not anything that warrants regard anyways,
or deserves as much as a thank you.

I just want to provoke
whatever it is that i do
or did these last few seconds in time.
Did it cause you to think?
Rationally,
or
Irrationally,
Did it rub you the wrong way?
poke or jab?
Was there a taste left on your tongue
either
bitter or sweet

In all actuality
Was one of these descriptions
somewhere in your thot banks
sending something to your eyes.
and if there wasn't.
then that's OK too.
I'll end this with a smile
go out and get yours.
your acquisition
:-)

Sunday, July 6, 2008

This, makes slim to none....if any

And in a while,
A, long long while,
like a while wed to years,
not days nor minutes,
or even seconds for that matter.

longer than serpents made of stone,
or a stone-like substance.
Sinking fast into the abyss.
of deep dark waters,
off the coast of Mexico,
or Portugal
or Peru
Spain maybe,
South America and North.

both poles,
each one frigid and alone,

I now am

am one,
two feel like this
If I could stop it,
would you let me?

Board your ship?
carry my weight,
and let me sleep?
rest?
recuperate?
renew?