Say---watcha doin, little man?
--
Petty
---
the
Abusive stance
The
Inflicted pain
--
Every day
----
--
Sands of time
.
The burying
.
(Dead)
---
Walking around with no heart and no head
..
Petty
---
--
Come
Please

Life is good

Come

You are wanted
Surely
You are needed
Now

to and  fro on the school bus
LITTLE JOEY WAITS FOR US
out the windows to the streets
LITTLE JOEY WANTS TO "SEE"

seeking for someone to trust
LITTLE JOEY WAITS FOR US
from his prison he'd be freed
LITTLE JOEY WANTS TO "SEE"

we who really are quite lame
lost in loveless "partner games"
joey only sees us as "of age"
doesn't sense our immaturity

all around the town he roams
LITTLE JOEY FAR FROM HOME
only wants someone to trust
LITTLE JOEY WAITS FOR US
doesn't sense our immaturity
WHAT WOULD HE DO IF HE COULD TRULY "SEE!?"

CANDY?
Want some candy?
.
Mind candy!!!!!!!!
----
(MY......candy!)
------------
WORD CANDY!!
///
New York Times
CANDY!
Political parties
CANDY!
America
CANDY!
Peace truth justice
CANDY!---
::::
mind candy for candy minds!
/////
BE FREE!

all your thoughts must be your own
all your words must be your thoughts
your life is but your own
--

under a new dispensation

G. O. D.

is now a conglomerate
corporate organization

L. O. V. E.

is "the price paid"
for another day

under the new dispensation
------------

AND TO THINK I THOUGHT
YOU'D MIGHT GET ANGRY!!!
-------------

survival

L. I. F. E.

slaves with a view

under the new dispensation
---------------

eating away all UNION
all human conversation

stealing all dignity

like pigs in a sty

eating the slops
thrown to us

genetically altered

inhuman beings

Wisp of smoke

The poem writhes and sheds ****** words
As it tries escape into the alleyway

But the high school clowns

Wavin their ****** razor blades
And with their filthy saliva drooling down from their mouths

Are chasin the poem down

In murderous imitation of the Police

••

Wisp of smoke

The poem

Weakened by the close contact with the insanity

Buries itself in the garbage

Forgetting that this is what the high school clowns
Love to eat

And he is found!

••
••

After it is violently destroyed

The high school clowns go on their way

Chanting their victory song

NO TRUTH ALLOWED
NO TRUTH ALLOWED
NO TRUTH ALLOWED

and then go home to
Mutilate themselves

Drip drop.

****** seconds fall like a high school love into mad disarray

••

We hold precious what we can

We do what we do

••

I yield

I yield myself

Totally

To you

••

(We shall die you know
If we keep on this way)

••

The wild fierce butcher is loosed

••

I see into the shadows

Ah!

YOU!

Hiding!

••

One last time

On last try for the kingdom

One real

"I love you"

That's what we need!

.



Hunting knife strapped to her ankle

Across her shoulders

Mystic bow and arrow

#

If you betray her

Believe me !

She don't write no pathetic

Teary poem about it

And post it to strangers !


//


( she would just realize she made a mistake in trusting you

And move on )

HER LIFE IS REAL

//

We meet at midnight in the hills

//

We exchange any wisdom gathered

In our attempt to produce

Strong children to face tomorrow

//

Clad in furs and antler horns

( or so it seems on the poetic level )


Quite ordinary really

Except for the REAL FIRE

In her eyes of love


//


She has not become stupid like most if us


She doesn't play games with love

Or emotions

Or

The fear of being needy

//

love ?


•

Well sure

//


Why not ?

Lies so flimsy

Let us enter

Flimsy lies

(So safe)

••

Within the flimsy lies

They will see us

And know we are frightened and leave us alone

••

Like a high school girl

Wallowing

On the floor

Wallowing in our **** and blood

Wallowing in our flimsy lies

Crying safely on the floor

Being for them what they want

Wallowing in our **** and blood

They see us wallow and so they

Leave us alone

And we are safe

cowards with a lot of money
talk loud

but little transient *** smokers fight their wars

cowards with lips of honey

cowards with a lot of money

come november you can choose
the lesser of the evils- two

**** the heinie you cant refuse

hey hey

hey!

9-11!
its today!!!

when you were the most betrayed

all the oil is gone from the gulf
all we have to worry about
are vampires

YOU GO AWAY FOR A DAY AND WHAT IS HERE?
VAMPIRES....AGAIN

simple images of ourselves
and what we do to eachother

images of our false love disquised
as imagry....in imaginary terms

YOU GO AWAY FOR A DAY AND WHAT IS HERE?
VAMPIRES....AGAIN

you try to truly love but
the "people" want VAMPIRES

to **** their stinking blood
and give them excuses
for the blood they ****

YOU GO AWAY FOR A DAY AND WHAT IS HERE?
VAMPIRES....AGAIN

AND LOVERS.....AS SUCH

come

beyong the imaginary grief we feel
beyond the imaginary images of revenge
that thrill us to the core of our unworthiness

beyond the death we  worship
we are truly dead

YOU GO AWAY FOR A DAY AND WHAT IS HERE?
VAMPIRES....AGAIN

and
so sad to say

WE ARE HERE

VAMPIRES!

******* death
as such

pretending that the oil
is gone from the gulf!

the broken vase

the ludicrous image and the sun

sentenced to reality
we seek escape in the brothel of the world
where tender youth is bartered, sold
and ultimately destroyed
and they become as us

one with the ultimate sin
of poverty

naked we come and naked we go
but in the meantime we are
hardly more than liars
pimping dead images and the sun

hoping all who see us
become sick with sadness
as they succumb to grief

we cudda been lovers
but we couldn't contend
with the sense of full
responsibility

ultimately only pure strength remains

after the destruction
of the world

what is needed.......?

AND WHO SHALL EVER KNOW?

hidden feelings

in the alley-images the
returning soldiers face the true
nature of the abomination called amerikka

homeless and untreated!



hidden peoples

we

are the mothers and fathers
sisters and brothers

of every human in the world

AS IF WE DONT KNOW!

let us a tell the truest story

revealing

the naked horror

of the beast

.


I don't know

::

Should I fall in love with this girl I know

Or

With this boy and become gay

Or maybe just vote for Donald Trump

;;

It's hard to decide anything today

;;

Ah

Troubled times

So many hard decisions a man 'a gotta make

;;

Instead of just bloated genitsls

I wish god gave us a brain  


Yeah


I think

We could surely use some brains


.

the outer realms of sanctity

the gentle vision meets
the broken heart

say!

havent you learned anything?

---

the ***** ******* of the 60's

was anctually a person

and not just an  image

---

what has been forgotten?

---

the broken naked child

---------

we

--------

the outer realms of sanctity

shimmer unto the appearance

of reaching hands

which would become real

if we let them

/ | \
•

Sun

•

The will of MAN is broken

We shall die

••

I love to see the WILD WOMAN dance the dawn

•

Soft *******

Free hands

••

You  !

(Yeah YOU! )

••

What the ******* doin ?

Really

••

The WILL of man is broken

We are dead

•

Soft *******

Gone to waste

••

The WILD WOMAN has been captured

And her children are ******


•

You are her children

•

The will of man is broken

--

What does this mean?

******* man walk
(The night
.
The lover)
--
******* man sees what he wanna
--
You ain't there no
More
You?
No more!
---
--
You gotta a problem
Girl!
_
Ya done run out on family
Run out on humanity
.
******* man hardly standin
But he truly understands
The nature
A your pain
---
******* man walk
Everyone sees

They turn away
Knowin he sees
--
******* man walk

Causin ya grief

Cause ya know he sees your pain

Comedy
---

We laugh at the pain all around
Trying

(So hard!)

Not to
FEEL

••

Shadows move but if we don't look up ............(?)

••

If we keep our eyes firmly fixed in the gutter ...:...(?)

••

Maybe we won't see the eyes of mister death.........(?)

••
•

Shall I write a poem about an imaginary lover ?

Should I tell you of my imaginary suffering when I imagined that she left me & broke my imaginary heart?

Then you can imagine that you are sensitive

You can imagine that you feel my pain

You can turn me on to your imaginary god

••

The PIG FARM OF AMERIKKKA

Enslaves us completely

••

The pain it produces is not imaginary

Nor is the love needed to overcome

••

If you'd be honest I would meet you anywhere

stepping up!

no!......not to the "plate"
(this is not a baseball game
or a corporate dinner!)

silly pretentions!
awkward in their murderous possiblities!

DO YOU EVEN CARE?

walking green strands in central park with children well in hand and letting them know how fully they are loved

this is simple!
what is it!?

pretend !....  pretend!!.........pretend!!!

as do all those
on the corporate payroll

DO YOU EVEN CARE?

stepping out

into the frozen night pregnant with simple loving possibilities

are you here?

stepping up!

no ....!
not to FEAR and not to GREED and not to HATE
but to eachother!

DO YOU EVEN CARE?

here we are

stepping into the universe and its unalterable laws

i know you know full well what i mean for we all were once children well in hand in central park and loved

DO YOU EVEN CARE?

well
well well
well

.........after all the the poems
the question remains awaiting your answer

DO YOU EVEN CARE?

inquiring souls
long to know

ghoulish

from out the shadows

ghoulish

we are the lovely, the timid

we are those who wait

for heros and saviors and saints

and see!....what comes!

these!

ghoulish approximations of men

--------

(our children love vampires)

----------

we are so ghoulishly enslaved to the mirror

we are so immersed in the necessity

not to appear "outlandish"

to not believe in 'conspiracy"

or the "criminal conduct of elected white officials"

to simply become

as THEY

---

ghoulish

they come

ghoulishly

we

slink back to the shadows

and call the ghouls

heros and saviors and saints

the formulaic...........how  drab!

events so monumental
(and overwhelming!)

petty egos
broken on the gulf coast beaches

(OUR BEACHES!)
-------------

drifting on the summer breezes

BESIDES DEATH, TELL ME
"WHAT?" , MY FRIEND
is drifting on the summer breezes

tell me........
.....
tell me
..................
.............tell me

IF YOU, TOO, ARE ,

IF YOU, TOO

IF YOU.......!
..........................ARE HERE!
-----------

it's quite lonely
in "the trenches"

behind the barricades
who does listen

to the heart
..................the heart.............

the bursting broken heart!
---------

the formulaically protected egos
the individualized and protected
petty egos that we all are

yield up  our formulaic defences

and

COME FORTH!

what is it you want?"

visions of angels
of junkies

of prostitutes

of me?

--
what now is it?
--
we.......
--
come

let us live together forever

why not?
---
simple the song

every night

everyone
--
"hey, me ole man!"
"hey, babe!"
--
why not?

every night

every one
--

it's easy to be real you know

Have YA fallen in love"
Today?

Best hurry!
----

Else ya might stay free
-

Ya might start

"Thinkin and feelin"
For yourself

And get yer stupid *** thrown in jail
-----

Lady gaga sings
Lady gaga sings

Waves around her "things"

Her incorporated *****
*** machine
-----

Hurry hurry!
..

Fall in love
And misery

Before its too late !

And ya start ta think and feel

And get yer stupid *** thrown in jail

betrayed

who was it, suppossed to be here?

i followed the song and the sound

i vanished into the vast center
where only death exists

and what was there?

POWERLESSNESS!

no......nothing but
NOTHING!

oh, well

i'd do it again the same

if only for the sense  
of

true destiny

and the knowing of what it is

to be

a


MAN

jesus is dead

corporate financial thieves are given
billions of dollars

and you

(powerless)

as slaves

--------

writing poetry

telling tales of

petty foolish puppy love

raised to the nth degree

of inanity

-------

jesus is dead

god is silent

except in the occasional bursts of inspiration

when someone

remembers

to be human

.                                                        .



                         )  
•
(                




^~^~^~^

YE read a love poem here and YE think

This poem could not possibly

Have been written by a woman !

( though thus it is made to seem )

•

The IMAGE produced is usually one

Of a SATANIC RITUAL

Like in the movies

EYES WIDE SHUT

or

THE STORY OF O

Of a debased and humiliated woman

( though she is made to seem PROUD of the role ---

--- as in our love poems )

In some MALE DOMINATED SATANIC

State of helplessness

Naked

Chains attached to her completely exposed

Shaved and man handled ******

Being dragged around as a *** slave

Thru the flames of hell

With everyone gazing on

( as we readers do ! )

In solemn and religious poses

of profound respect

For the proceedings ! )

///

WHY DO THE POEMS PRODUCE THESE IMAGES ?

//

Well

They almost always depict a " naked " exposure

Of a woman's sexuality

( as if that picture is all a woman is ! )

Crying out in some way

To a nameless  and undescribed

MALE DOMINANT FORCE

( SATAN )

or /// as desguised in the poem , an almighty

( YOU ! )

To whom the woman is seen to be

TOTALLY DEPENDANT on !

::

Crying out so pathetically

For

A text !

A visit !

A touch !

To produce for her

SAFETY !

OBSCURITY !

( it's just US and no one else ! )

A MEANING  !

( as if she can't create one  herself ! -- poor baby ! !

BUT (?)
MAYBE (?)

OH (!)

HE ...  !

IS HERE  !

( thank god for him
Thank him for god !  )

//

/:/

What you see in your mind

Is the emergence of a picture

Of a

Pathetic loathsome wretch

( coming closer and closer !!

Clearer and clearer !! )

Surrounded by flames

::

Screaming

I LOVE .... YOU !  --- nameless Satanic Power )

BELIEVE ME !

( religious words ! )

HELPLESS !

DRUGGED !

CRYING !!

***** !

( thinking

Only the next **** will ease the pain of this one ! )

""

The image approaches

Explodes into BLOOD

And ends in SUICIDAL DEATH !

..

Such a picture !

Such a Vision !

over and over and over again !

/..:

And on   // HOT ONES

you might read

10 or 15 of them in a row !!

100's and 1000 's of likes

....

THIS IS HOW WE LIKE TO SEE WOMEN !!!!

( and no woman complains !!! )

..

So who is writing these poems

( WE KNOW ONLY PERVS LIKE READING THEM )

//

The only possible answer is

SATAN HIMSELF

come to debase and humiliate the SANCTITY

OF WOMAN

and hence

THE SANCTITY OF CHILDBIRTH

and hence

THE SANCTITY OF HUMANITY

and ultimately

THE SANCTITY OF GOD

;;

and we

The BROTHERHOOD AND SISTERHOOD

OF POETS .......... (?)

...

We  LOVE it !!

What you doin girl?  I sez
--

Erry night
Out there

****** suckin run amuckin
Screamin yellin
never actually rebellin
--
Bashin yer head INTA brick walls
Tryin ta grab errybody boy by da *****!

Cuttin yer wrists with razor blades!
*******!
Yer full insane!

OH DAD!
YE KNOW IM JES TRYIN TA FIT IN WITH ME PEERS
LIKE YA TAUGHT ME TO
.
JEST LIKE YOU DO!

------
I put down my newspaper

Full a

Wars drone airplanes bombers
Bankers ******* rings and corrupt
Politicians bankers businessmen
You know

All the real things

And I thought

She's right

We all  
All of us

Just slaves!

and the tired humongous ******* symbol of a day
THE ANCIENTLY DISCOVERED BANK ACCOUNT

the truth of ******* breast luv lust greed and generosity

AND YOU AND I

WHO SIMPLY GET BORN
LIVE AND DIE

And watch the baseball games

SELAH!

(and sometimes....

our children)

SOMETIMES!

and the hope and the prayers for peace

hidden somewhere

in our "portfolios"

my mother was a *******

(the greatest honor
on the tree)

--

i always wondered why

"after shooting the sheriff"

he

DIDN'T

"shoot the deputy down"

--

fig-ments
and
fact-ments

a dollar a day laborer

poisoned rain

--

at the
"end of the day"

the day ends

busted children remain
in jail

eating popcorn

i learned that
from teevee

Subtle the presented lie
The remnants of truth
Artfully buried

We
Are eagerly anticipating
An escape route to appear

Freeing us (again)
From any actual responsibility

-----

Oh my Love what have we done?

----

What are we now in our bitter Lonliness?

--------
•••
--------
We  know

Even in the high school corridors
(Our  infantile thinking processeses)

That we have become
Cheap
False
Duplicitous
Afraid

To stand up
To stand our ground
Against real and not merely imaginary
Enemies

To protect
Real and not merely imaginary loves and lovers
And love's creation
( the children of the world)
-
-•-
-
I SEE YOU!

YOU SEE ME!

-----

True nakedness

-----

Midst the corpse embraces of alienated youth
Who make love to their slit wrists and the memory
Of meaningless kisses
And empty words meant only to hurt and enslave

••••


Bombs are falling from every orifice
Of body
Mind
&
Sky

••••

The drug of choice

-------

If you'd be real then you must really be
What you are
As intended
From any beginning that you percieve
As the moment of creation

---

In truth

It is only we
Who are known
For fierce fire and loyalty

To the Power of our
Perfect Form

Our undying gratitude fore mere existence

And the grace of love and its possibilities
Who dare shape the days ahead
Into a viable home for a Tomorrow
That may nurture and give shape
To the intended heaven-to-be-here
Haven for the dreamy eyes of our blessed children

THIS is the responsibility we may take
And not avoid as we have done before
If we'd in truth become as human

Become as gentle creatures who
Are no more afraid of death than afraid of truth
Who only live to be here with all

You with me
I with you

In the embrace of the sacredness
The sacred words
The sacred breath

and who then'll
vamoose with the papooses
eh?
.
who then'll be the Big Cheese
in the mountains in the face of god
.
with the papoose most famous for his "terrible ways?"
.
who then'll rage against the Evil?
.
(you know i know you know
what i mean!)
.
bein a part of the machine
that eats the world!
we
.
stupid, puny yet, still
in good moments, displaying
what's exactly needed
right now

i climbed mount olympus

i said

"hi dad!"

----------------------

anathesia

the drifting hatred

the culture seeps
into
the heart

and kills
..
numb

we watch the children
make

pornographic movies

just for US

.



break down ******
Break down        ****** you

Break down ******
Over and over again


Break down
Break down

Break down ****** you

Break down ******

Over and over again



White ****** black ******

Everyone a ******

Crawling neath the table
Of the corporate man

Hey ******
Why don't YE a grow a little bigger


Get off your knees

And take a stand

Break down
Break down


Break down ****** you

Break down the ****** inside of you

Break down the ******

and know  the truth


Over and over again  




.

//////

Enchained since puberty

Enchained in manic mutilating scorn

We

Mystic playmates

Of eachother and the gods

••

Drifting
The mountains
We

Are the waters and the years

••

SEED SEED SEED SEED

••

The garden and the gardener

•

Adam and Eve

The fountain

We who make the creation

LAST

Thru all contingencies

•••

Little tiny beings born to love

To nurture and sustain

••
••
we
••
••

Enchained since puberty

created a need for TRUST

And allowed

Demons to enslave

All the righteous powers that were ours alone

••

BATHE !

In the RIVERS OF GOD

IN EACHOTHER'S FRAGRACES!

••

Nothing else must touch
Or
Define you on any way

•

Be

Lovely and free

Be

The ONE who shall ASCEND

dissolving all pain and chains

Into

Magical faces !

And gentle strength

true warriors rebel against false lords

true men seek

...........women!

lovers move slow or swift depending


wars are raging
(haven't you seen?)

wars are raging WARRIORS!

true warriors see

if the wars are as true as the women they love

true women!!...?

what shall you do?
-----
----
-


in the kinnygardens

the children cry

true warriors!!!!!!!

ITS UP TO YOU!

men and women

it's up to you

and i saw you....lying with another!

peeking over the top of her breast...there you were

betrayer!

i buried myself in her body...hiding

but i saw you

you!

betray me!

we say so little
(we must be
.....sorely afraid!)

PRENTEND!

(forever the Child!)

WE are safe but
REAL CHILDREN
...................are
.................................­.......NOT!!

imagine images of

imaginaryLovers
.....................pretending
to be "making love!"

WE
..................say so little
these days

WE
do so little

knowing Absolutely Nothing


as WE

seek only to
feel safe

in these

PRETENDING TO BE LOVERS

.....Pretending-to-be
Making-Love

days!

Today

I didn't cut myself with a razor blade

It wasn't so bad

---

For every girl

There is usually

2 *******
1 ******

And
If the girls who write "love poems" here
Are any indication

Zero brains
------

If one of them latches onto a boy

What is he do do?

BUY HER A RAZOR BLADE?
--

The universe needs

Real People

Amid the

Candy Cane

And

Diapers

(              
•
                )





^^^

In the ole days a girl who used her sexuality

to invade the sanctity of life

was called a ****

//

now she's called

A SENSITIVE POET !

especially when she resorts to

a phony and maudlin self - pity

and reveals the deep hatred imbedded

in her un-wholesome life of lies

••

I hear

HELLO POETRY

is going to change its name to

THE ******* **** PAGE

FOR THE EMOTIONALLY INFANTILE

!!

honesty is the best policy

He held up his umbrella 'gainst the hurricane
...
Trapped in proscribed solutions
Unable to react intelligently
---
Revolution?
(Shall we?)
---
No no !
Walk on
---
Stand naked on the rain?
-
Well yes
That's a start
----
All the umbrellas be blown away!
...

No protection!
.
Now
--
What possibilities are here?
..
Isn't there one thing left to do?

we walk the high hill
sing!
(sing or die)
.
this is no world
.....alien invasions....
one by one.
we
-----
we resist
we arise!
--------------
gentleness is strength
.
work for the one spirit
not for man
........
love is simple
simply love
it is simple
------------------
work for the one spirit
not man
.......
alien invaders
these "bosses"
disguised as "man"

the deaf

seeking the "quickie"

the heartless

------------

who the prostitutes, who the wives?

where are lovers to go

now that honor is gone?

-----------

where will we be
in 30 years?

-------------

same ole same ole

-----------

the high mountain holds the vision
but
where are the hermit saints to go

now  that they have strip mined
the high mountain?

----------

"who cares?"
is said

-----------

just a "quickie" babe

is all we want

though it is not
exactly
what we need

.



Reading the poetry of the dumb *****

Trying to cram a boy

Into the steel trap vacancy

Of their meaningless lives

While I probe into the lines

Hoping to find a remnant

Of something human



/////
//              //

||

the gentle power

( creation )

The saint in celestial wisdom

Gazes into the pulsations of grace and humility

That linger amid

The countless assassinations

That are the mark of the world's depravity

•


dumb **** life !

The loveless pretensions !

( no one is really here at all )

)(

Just a bunch of kids

Getting ready to be *****

//

By others

And by themselves !

//

The stream that flows by the cabin door

)(

The pure maiden !


//

Alive in the healing magic of her art !

)(

The tenderest memories !

)(

And we ALL are there

::

The young boys and girls !

The sacred words !

The wealth amid the poverty

)(

We DO understand !


////

Along the broken dream streets

We stumble

Some

Trying to escape madness into the

Hearts of each other


Most trying to find solace

In the exicitment of pain

And the herd mentality

Of terminal indifference

•••


Child !

Be ready to choose


Even l am mortal

And will be here for only a little while more !

|||

So

Don't get slimed by a dumb ****

And their promises of numbness

As a form of peace !

We are the warriors

;;

The stream flows by the cabin door


See the pure maiden !

Find the love that is true


You are ALWAYS welcome there


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SUN
//////
OCEAN

radiation sickness !

••••••••

*******
//////
******

call the cops!

•••••••

RICH
////
POOR

dinner time!

•••••••••

ME
////
YOU

Oh my god Love !

••••••

TRUTH
/////
THE PEOPLE

Come - it's time to be gone

•••••••

aint no rhythm
aint no rhyme
we **** babies
they pay us
we so poor
we so poor
we so
god-****

killer poor

.........so pay us
-------------

work in da factory
work in da third world war
be a **** or be a *****
aint no reason
nor rhyme

we both so evil
or not what the hell






HOW CAN  SOMETHIN BE NUFFIN!

OR NUFFIN BE  SOMETHIN?

ONLY THE GRAT MEN KNOW!!!!!!

so much a da
cacca
around

aint no place
cacca cant be found

cacca here cacca there
is there  a face
on which
no caacca can be found?????
cacca here!
cacca there!
cacca in yer underwear!!!

NO NO NO!!

NO NO NO !!!!!!!
NO NO KNOW NO

is cacca,,,....,,,all around!
all is cacca!!!!!


aint no rhythm
aint no rhyme
we **** babies
they pay us
we so poor
we so poor
we so
god-****

killer poor

.........so pay us
-------------

work in da factory
work in da third world war
be a **** or be a *****
aint no reason
nor rhyme

we both are evil
you see
or not
what the hell
--

oh rhythm
!
oh..........................rhyme!

i love ta see ya naked
i love ta see ya naked
i love ta see ya  naked

until i love you an i do

then i say

put yer clothes on...lady

put your aura on.... lady

put your lovers on........... baby

but dont ye ever
try
to put me on!
----

aint no rhythm
aint no rhyme
we **** babies
they pay us
we so poor
we so poor
we so
god-****

killer poor

how can you

ever pay us?

how can you.........
ever pay us?

what can you pay us with


aint no rhythm
aint no rhyme
we **** babies
they pay us
we so poor
we so poor
we so
god-****

killer poor

.........so pay us
-------------

work in da factory
work in da third world war
be a **** or be a *****
aint no reason
nor rhyme

ARE YOU SLEEPING?
are you sleeping ?
JEFFY POO
JEFFY POO

here before the Telly
Shoving chips into my belly!

Jus like you
Jus like you!

••
Here before the newsman
Shoving lies into
My brain pan

Jus like you
Jus like you!

••

So

Quit hurtin yerselves

Take yer heads outa yer *****

•

And perhaps start livin like a human being

No matter what it takes !

••

Are you sleeping
Are you sleeping
Are you sleeping

Dreamin of bein dead

Razor in your hand

the towers have fallen

only homeland security
only
the c.i.a.

watching us now
-------

what is
.........................the real?
what
....................the dream?

and who?
WHO IS IT WE ARE LOOKING FOR?
--------

in the
....................mystique
................................­......................WATER!
(gentle Rain)

......................................THE GOOD EARTH
(purity)

trying to be strong
---------

why are THEY watching?
who are THEY watching?

only you
only he
only she
only me
--------------

the towers have fallen

only homeland security
only
the c.i.a.

watching us now
---------------

unless, (of course!)

we "LOOK OUT" for eachother!

and raise the towers
back off the ground

and become the seed

of our own
ETERNITY

which is

only you
only he
only she
only me

freely loving
(and nothing else)

the brooklyn bridge trembles

all the immigrants are dying

those of the "new youth"

are dead already

------------

asleep at the wheel

the mandala careens thru space

no-body claims to notice

----------

"jus sittin here for awhile"
is all we can say

-----------

the ole images are bleeding

the new ones have no meaning

we sit here an say

"we jus sittin here"

--------

slowly erased

the brooklyn bridge trembles

fornicating with strangers

we are all strangers

happiness!

such vain imaginings

are only for people

(like me and you)

who

(in some manner of speaking)

don't care

for the thing

)
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/\
/    \

///        ~~~    ///

True love --- he plays with wisdom

He makes friends with the long winter

He worships with the stars

••

He dreams !

Dreams of pure water !

Dreams of you

Watching over

The children of the world

••

He' ll tell you when he is a Man

••

He ' ll tell you when you are reborn

////

Indian songs

The drift the spin

The real

We are noble !

(  We ? )

YES !!

OH YES WE ARE !!

••

The world is over

Only the dead & their memories are here

///

In the mountains

People gather

All the people

Who would be people

Are here