Monday, August 29, 2011

hey Germany

you keep tuning in, about once a week.  Do you know any one named Shayna?

Saturday, August 27, 2011

pollution I

  do you leave any room for silence?
do you walk outside?
I think those that do walk outside know the value of silence
We have all heard of polution yes?
have we all heard of sound polution?  It is not just around air ports, it's any where there is an airconditioner.  Any where there is an electric motor or a fan.  This means almost anywhere you find a group of humans.  Sound is so very important to me in music, but I have also found I need those times with as little sound as possible.   (When the fans are off in a walk in freezer is a lovely treat for me!)  I first opened this idea the morning of Janruary 5th (or 7th) 2004.  The power was out when I woke up that morning.  I got ready for work by candle light.  (I'm that kinda guy that kept a lighter and a candle above the door frame.  just in case.  It worked out for me that morning.)  When I went outside to get into my car I was struck by the difference.  Not just the no electric lights creepy sights and shadows, but the sound was so...open.  Yes, I still heard things, but every thing I heard was a result of the wind.  Glorious silence!  How I long for such times.  Give it a try, turn everything off.  walk into the woods, away from everything and listen for what voice might be calling your name.

I love you

I love you so much,




I'll tell you the truth.

Friday, August 26, 2011

set into

a small enclosed place
back to my back, I fear for your roots.
not those you don't feed but those you shouldn't.
seemingly pulsing with new food power
freshly pushing deep
boulder crushing time length. wedge like cranking.
crumbly end, it has in mind. 
can we find some common ground?
strife is all we have found for this last short time.
set into a small enclosed place for what crime?
spear end at chest and I'm pulled forward to present the truth I see
(and that which I read also)
held back by my hopes to make emptier this place
though I never wanted vacant for you.
Its shadow threatens.  so we weaken. 
some tests strengthen by burning the dross
this loss strains like bridge fault crack.
how this will stack up against times healing, we'll see.
but for me, back to my back,
I'm small place enclosed
and set into.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

say you're sorry

"So then the kid says 'I don't want to play with you either, cause you're mean.' and I redirect with now say you're sorry."

" yeah but she was only speaking the truth."

Really? Really!?  you attempt to emotionaly blackmail me with pure garbage because I spoke truth and you're happy to train the next one with the same trend?  get ready for the drugs, but you may have to earn them the sucker punch way

you're acting with complete selfish motives.  "you hurt my paw there for you are evil."

I can go to two doctors, one has some knowledge of the condition the other is only a part time doc and knows much less because I refuse to talk about it under any circumstances.  which would you choose?
thats right, the second! why? the first asks to many questions, requires to much paper work, and know more about me than I'd like. seem silly?

I'm sorry for getting this bitter over your stupidity...

Monday, August 22, 2011

of paint shards and whistle buckets

you piant this day with hues of yellow anger
when piece was all to be said, its faternal twin all but dead. 
I spoke on faded vibrence and stepped away.  the tampered
rep scampered to stay.  that way little could be done,
 to the beach side!  they run to match this catch. 
the we part of us suffers the loss of your joy.
bring me some honey for this tea.  click stick brick fist to
why, when, where to journey to? I know, yes I know.
I'll head home ward! starward.  cowards fall left and write.
I might go to one place, find some space that is shared with many others
clown town
disco place
all the way to Kings grace.
swept away to fresh corners.  I want slim down, trim down.
stripped away, and so spartan.  scant
wings to way my slop away and bring me home

to stay.



Wednesday, August 17, 2011

hours in

only a few hundred hours in and I have draws to a next level

faith?  hopes?  so much uncertain
This september we'll have some weeping
not to compete with february
as the 17th tears at my heart.
and think about her low heart as I start to rebuild
and that from scratch
detatched from all time home.  I'll rome from uncle
to immigrant, to get out quick.  stick that the other way
grey to shift (past away)
thrift to lift trash water out of rubber made roller wheeled
mindless mess!  hands flying and lying because we talk with our hands
sands of time running from egypts door steps
cram that down my throat.  pushed down to nerve endings in tips.
so honesty ran shy on my account
I mount this battle to cull the cattle of the written worst.
come agree with me that this is factual
because the actual numbers are none to one
in max
the stacks of damage done in every one
but I'll gun to make made this end
send it out and wind away

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

SO

That was SO rude
where did I come from?
can we please talk?
what head is on your shoulders?
all questions and no answers?
well, no answers.
when did he when did he when did he?

Monday, August 15, 2011

giving up

you gave up

shocked, dismade
laid waste
made haste to make undoing
where are you going?
stunt growing, not the wild eye catching do it again type.
the no hype, pull back, tied down
gave me a frown

stink weed we'll run to push this through
I'll take it all away and make to bring it out
and make to bear it out
shout, will you?  SHOUT! will you?
the still you aims at stagnent and sickly.

can hot water melt you
unfelt through time added.
healing all wounds right?
reach some hieght
stretch, creak, drink it all out.
unturn and unworm this stone fest.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

depth

we can't reach needed depth in the comercial break.
foot shot, now you want to run?
put down your gun!
You call about your intent to...what, drop off?
deporching weight landing at the door
with only a note to say "hey thanks, call me."
WHAT ABOUT THE DOOR!?!
she had to out the back way to round this stone
and you talk of short time? what about time taken from the long way trip?
dismade at this.  your feeling wrenching in the most calm
while clenching the wrench in your palm.
sit down and open up.   Talk as talk can.
emote sans fear, gear up to be wrong and right as
put THE fight in our sight.
sing joy into your feet so we can beat this heat.
I'll Obi what I can but I am onto the next one
so for the sake of this son, let's get this done.

Friday, August 12, 2011

somevent

Wilsk torbee sempkin beru.  
belc frempton jibly deskoo!

jantry gibbs pinct sifger mott
tot trip lynk stislil zott!

can you see this thing that grows from seed plants?
water to drop from hose leeks and strung from depth to hieght
all focus and food, brought to bear. 
This should scare you in that the size of the prize
at end point hits rock bottom to roof place.
no grace can make this
no creation more than the process
the start and rush down roller coaster speed
 hill side, down side, top side run!  What joy and planning, sketching out what will
still












.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

1073?

I fast from food at least once a year...Yom Kippur.  Today I started another kind of fast, from facebook. not even 24 hours into it and already I have gotten a text asking what has happened to my facebook page.  I wonder...how long I can make this work?

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

OCTOBER 1ST!!!!!

Hooray for Now


Viva Voce is coming to town!  Now above is the cover of the first album.  The latest is called "The Future Will Destroy You" hopefully not until the 2nd of October though....

later than this

is a healthy sunrise time.  We will see music time
run down our ear.  drips and drops of strum time pianos.
slag run
bunk video
hippy hipster
its death time

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

construction zone #1

I'm going to add to these lines so for now this is a construction zone:

 you group & rip
with other vowels associated with said consonents. 
and my hands are tied
my hands are tied open wide? to what end?

Monday, August 8, 2011

phase one

phase one of exit strategies will commence
the suspence of one on one
face to face fiction rebutled with fact
try and bypass this trumped up silly handed
untied shoe!
tripping at every corner milking the clumbsy curb
"oops, I don't know"
So you don't see?  my ears hear more than here
they see your hand behind back, and write books on it.
Puffin beggin' to get that undercaridge mapped out and pressed to paper
tracks to tracks to trains running you down.
Un-gown your mindset, or you won't see this coming....

Sunday, August 7, 2011

post this!

notes for future posts...
maybe compose one, try beying less spontanious
add pictures
talk about medical clowns more
learn how to post in Hebrew so you can practice writting in Hebrew
eat a better breakfast
cup cakes from the Boecks!

Saturday, August 6, 2011

goal 2

Atainable in months of time is this
while other is a longer shot,
I replay and count the newly buffered seconds
slight whistle of background. the giggling finally went quiet.
wait for it...
when that other window closes and slope drops
start stop bringing tears
reaching through ducts and coaxing salty jewels
shatter splash erosion of root cause
scar type cover, functional memorial of pain
that seasoned rain warping facial muscles
a sence of birth.  give the moment its due
allow for tissue crew cleaning
no meaning more than white blood cells
putting fists to the air with readyness
defence stance in brick bought lines
"it precarious to mess with us"

Thursday, August 4, 2011

the ease

of sliding with water down new plastic, polished and slick.
which way and every way. spread thin but done so with ease

All  Ways open. no needs, no pull but downward.  beeding as a normal part
a pattern.  round about, some swirl.  filter up to start point and once again
the run down
with ease

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

whentowhento

adjaysent
unrelatible
jenny is always online and pollok wont stop yammering!
fastbooking for the untold and unknown
tiny bits are right
and when is it not for the books?  who edits those.
this time thing is undoing me I need run to
the filp over the flip under then the thing with the stuff.
i'm sorry, ive under said this. you need a med kit
I'm fit to be tied and tied away from her
and she'll surmount this trick



published for now

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

tuesday

i work in the morning
I spoke with T-rock for about an hour and a half
more clowning advicates
great hang time in class
don't know the girl
Misner is whereing a blue shirt
did i just type whereing?
yes, I spell quite poorly
why don't you tell me this later
I'll pick one that you wrote
hygiene rutien?
the character is static in time and there for does not age
is bologna kosher?
i like omletes for breakfast
more on that tonight
then again the next day
run to get a face fast time book
the end draws with niegh...

Monday, August 1, 2011

Chat show

My boss got me into Kevin Pollak's Chat Show.  I'm listening to the interview with The Swell Season.  They are talking bout inspiration.  I realize I sleep in muse poop. I wake at 9 and run to work. Table sitting pen in hand...I wall paint.  yet mid sleep and dream I run through clouds and stir that stone with hidden meaning. Then down sloping it I let go? why oh when did madcap flight crash before take off?  How is this car, through wall, still a hill top climber. Only upper level addmitence accepted as a blamible target.
Such sadness should rot deep with in, yet I'm all dried skin and then soft with in?  What structure keeps this fresh? What when is the right time? What question kills the inosence?

I need white space in a non racial type of way...I need the pause for all the colors to come.  I see such a sun rise cresting.  the slow paced growth offers insight unbounding.  steel this away. Deep I say deep with in a fold of safety. "that is not easy reading" he said and I'm right thinking "how do all these buttons work? what do they do to the screen and then to me?"