Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Symbiosis 2009





IN THE SHRINE AT SYMBIOSIS 2009








                                                                                                   



CHECKERED FUTURES


Checkered futures?           What future?
Johnny Rotten barked it best
Tell me about this future
and what storied past will you call upon
The future is as alive
as the great green
that gobbles light
and gushes spring
Tell me about your future
and you better start with once upon a time
As for me, I stand here always
waving the checkered flag
that welcomes home my glory














Love

                    Love?      Are you kidding me?
                                        I just droped off the edge
                  My hair is flying up like Don King
                    My belly just soared through my chest
                              like a school of excited fish
                         and escaped out of my mind 
                                              like Starling
                      I'm falling in love at a speed
                              of 75 miles per hour
                                                free fall
              Through all the galaxy's lovely jewels
                  Through all the ocean's silky fingers
                       Through all the fairytales and masquerades

                             I'm falling
                                      and I know 
                                                I will never land











                        RED NOSES, ICE DILDO,  AND FALLING


                           Quite frankly the appendage upon my nose
                                is a sort of abscess that never gets worse
                             a birthmark that's never been in the family
                                    Funny thing is...
                                                        here, go ahead
                                              honk it

                                      HONK!          HONK!
  
                         Sounds like a bicycle
                      Every other feature of my face is Clark Gable
                                                      could be Phd. material
                           But give er another honk


                                           HONK!          HONK!

                      And here she comes
                                            My love
                                 in the Tonka VW
                            I know...how does she fit in that thing?
                                                 Because she's magic
                                      and she loves
                                                 more then any one
                                         my horny appendage
                                 so greets me licking her ice dildy
                          And I'm falling like a clown
                                                                 in love













       CONCERN FOR A FRIEND NOW FAR A WAY


    People of practicality toss shit and rot in a pile
grow tomatoes next spring
mix it all up and let it sit
nature never sleeps
the steady alchemy
Sun     Rain     Air
makes the mix
that feeds the soil
cause everything has a hunger
to live
to continue
in the great breathing mix
You have so enriched my life
I grow like sunflower and cane
Without such nutriment
I may wilt and wither
so warm, soft, and fresh as air
I am
with you

a sun so far away















SYMBIOSIS SUNRISE 2009






































                                                                         


                     

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