Thursday, August 11, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Saturday, August 6, 2011
wet afternoon
2 clean friends
in various do's
around the garden
america populus
steppin out
for a bit
a last professional
what if it kept you young
and they kept it from you
any monkey knows
a roof is best
for stretching
no need to say cat people
people are cats
xtc is some self satisfaction
bearing confidence
to acquire through openness
personality
possession
by yourself
to remember the voice
hear it again
within
god
to be sky blue
in a grey sky
to shine
with a nephew
on my shoulders
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
can be said clearly,
and what we cannot talk about
we must pass over in silence.
the reason why I give no sources
is that it is a matter of indifference to me
whether the thoughts that I have had
have been anticipated by someone else.
if I am to know an object,
though I need not know its external properties
i must know its internal properties
we picture
facts to ourselves
in a manner of speaking
objects are colourless.
form is the
possibility of structure
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Shize? I should shee! Macool, Macool,
orra whyi deed ye diie? of a trying thirstay mournin?
Sobs they sighdid at Fillagain's chrissormiss wake, all the hoolivans of the nation,
prostrated in their consternation, and their duodismally profusive plethora of ululation.
There was plumbs and grumes and cheriffs and citherers and raiders and cinemen too. And the all gianed in with the shout-most shoviality. Agog and magog and the round of them agrog. To the continuation of that celebration until Hanandhunigan's extermination!
Some in kinkin corass, more, kankan keening, Belling him up and filling him down. He's stiff but he's steady is Priam Olim!
"Twas he was the dacent gaylabouring youth. Sharpen his pillowscone, tap up his bier! E'erawhere in whorl would ye hear sich a din again?
With their deepbrow fundigs and the dusty fidelios. They laid him brawdawn alanglast bed. With a bockalips of finisky fore his feet. And a barrowload of guenesis hoer his head.
Tee the tootal of the fluid hang the twoddle of the fuddled,
O!
so let me get this right
im in a deal with authority
where I can only pay it
with approved painted paper
whose value is set at its whim
and where all forms of ownership
are subject to devaluation and manipulation
hibiscus opening in the afternoon
so presuming
you are a mouthpiece
for some earth intelligence
the more you are out of the way
say what you cant say
the truer
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