a new begining

Yo yo yo im back
there's too much unfinished business
even after killing time it comes back to its unfinished business
and where ever u go time will find a way to fit u in and make u
spill the beans spill ur guts
unfix n fuck up the truth u worked so hard to un-cover-up from the shadows underneath the underground sub-basement cobweb filled cockroach dont even creep undistubed aged and
Past its halflife forgetten and uncataloged middle of nowhere
lies lies lies

The WHIP : WO’ MAN SHE WOKE ME FROM DEEP SLEEP TO ASK,

“SO, SEXY WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

AND BY HER TONE AND WORD CHOICE

IT SOUNDED AS IF I WOULD BE CHOOSING:

TO MAKE MOVE LIKE LOVER GROVES,

OR SNOOZE ALONE WITH IN MY DARK ROOM.

IN NO TIME I REPLIED, “COULD I RENDEZ-VOUS WITH YOU, WITHOUT ANY CLOTHES ON.

ACCEPT FOR MAYBE THOSE CUTE-LITTLE SHORTS STRIPED RED, WHITE, AND BLUE.

IF YOU HAVE A BIG BLACK WHIP YOU COULD SNAP CRACKLE POP BANG IT THROUGH THE AIR OO,OOO,OOOOH!”

FROM THEN ON SHE’S: 1; BEEN MY 6^TH SENSE (LETTING ME KNOW WHAT I NEED), 2; BECOME MY MIND’S EYE IT’S STATE OF SOBRIETY, 3; SHE IS THE CHARIOT DRIVER & I’M HER PROUD AND HEALTHY STEED

Chorus {SHE’S TAUGHT ME HOW TO FLY,

GIVEN ME A NEW SET

OF

WINGS,

NOW I WILL SOAR HI THROUGH THE SKIES,

AND LISTEN TO ANGELS AS THEY SING & S I N G !}

WHEN

THAT SAME LADY CAME INTO THE KITCHEN WITHOUT ANY CLOTHES

(EXCEPT FOR THOSE RED HIGH HEELS) I WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW

SHE HAD ONE THICK BLACK WHIP

THAT COULD CRACK THROUGH THE AIR AND GO: SNAP, CRACKLE, POP, BANG, AND OOOOOOOOO YEA!

WE WERE SITTIN’ THERE THE TWO OF US ALONE,

& SHE TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME.

I DID THE SAME, OOOWHEEE.

So, I CAME TO FIND THAT WO’ MAN SHE IS HERE

TO SPOIL THE REST OF THE HUMANS

WHEN WE DESERVE THIS WORLDS FINEST POISEN!(CHORUS)

The Storm Plan

The Wind, the Rain, the Earth, and the largest and oldest Tree in the neighbor’s back yard had been planning a storm for the northern part of New York for longer than either of them could recall. They’d been busy making new plans for the Rainbows and Summer Rains that were to follow, so they’d forgotten about it once time came for it to all go down. When it came time for the storm to happen it was sloppily slapped together, because the Rain got there late, and the Wind brought more of a gust than the largest and oldest Tree in the neighbors back yard had called for. The Tree held firm to it’s roots, put up a damn good fight, but became irritated as it was tipped over when the Wind blew too hard. Tree uprooted and tipped over before the Rain ever got there! The Tree having promised the Rain that it would shake its branches for it once more before the time came to lay it’s cosmic and naked body of firm, wrinkled, and grey, bark down, naturally it was sad.

What they hadn’t planned were the couple of cousins that were hanging out on the porch talking politics and drinking fine wine throughout the night and on to the morning. The Wind and the Earth got caught up in the energetic association between the two. So much that they paid more attention to the climax of those kids conversation, and simply lost track of the plan they had made with the Tree so long ago.

There lay the Tree shaking with the Wind and dancing on its side for the Rain. In the end, no one’s feelings were hurt, and they all agreed that the storm went on even better than had been planned. The Tree was happy to have added to the climax in the conversation between the two cousins. The Rain was laughing teardrops when it saw the Tree dancing on it’s side like it had never done before. The Earth was happy they were all still alive and no one got hurt. The kids, they still tell the story from their point of view even to this day.

New Aliens in the Community

There is a creature rolling by. The side facing the direction that it is pushing towards has two glowing, yellow eyes. I’ve seen it before; sometimes it travels with a pack. Judging by the size of this thing this creature could tear my body apart like I could a mosquito’s. Some of them in the pack have similar features. Some they appear fierce, others not so much. Those that appear more sensible are smaller, less loud, don’t smell as toxic, and smoke less. These creatures could be friendly with humans because I have seen people enter and exit their bodies at random, and what appears to be at will. Nor me, or any of my furry friends and family members will ever be caught entering those creatures anytime before I die. That’s for certain.

one of the many ways to be heard in our nation

http://salsa.democracyinaction.org/o/642/petition.jsp?petition_KEY=1737

the second side of

the schizophrenic (diptych with A RELIABLE MAN)

 

in a zero gravity space capsule

I close my dilated eyes as I get engulfed to the heat of the sun

I finally see that which you, Babe, wished to make of me:

a reliable man

put to use on demand

 

every morn’

“where are ya going?”

you’re as likely to wake asking for a kiss

as buds will form leaves after winter seasons

 

and still I will dread all my life, be it I ever bruise you Babe

 

you’re like a ripe pear I toss in the air

only to catch with the soft hands of troy johnson of green bay’s undefeated ’96 team

 

my finness could never go limp

(or let you find my list of dozens of falumptious ladies’ info.)

it’s locked up in a multitude of swiss bank accounts

and kept in circulation to assure you

I am well accredited

 

with no doubt I see

that which you wished to make of me:

a reliable man

                                                                   put to use on demand

msg to a friend at 2:24pm nov. 5, '08

I have you in memories, and though they’re sure to fade.
That won't change the fact that I embrace firmly
all of what love we made.


Those sounds and gestures of peace
are like the stars that shine in a clear night's sky.
They may well no longer be there,
but here they'll twinkle in mine eyes.