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Thursday, March 1, 2012



 when we were young you were with us we all worked out the funkiness for better or forgotten tooth aches of yesteryear hoo hoo hooraa fortune is ours breaths of depth  hyper relaxed states of play forgiveness of every and all allow us to thrive deep sun silent moon bed us according with our own mother earth dirt dirt dirt












weve been there

















Monday, February 20, 2012


ferns, men from the country, older and not lend me your hearts.  Look up at the stars twice this week please the sun, still shines.  Oddly These craters seem terrestrial, i mean in the literal mineral form. 


what if i don't fucking want to
articulate the anger you spew upon
indecent patterns of control
let go you dumb fuck and give me a hug

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

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recently the cosmic cloud of fear that engulfs our living blue sphere has been relentlessly assaulting many of our psyche.


"its heavy... huh?" Ruben whispered to himself.


Hold Strong The Young Love, dipped in terrestrial silence, TRUTH


the spacial specter witch holds our breaths against us in a thin grasping clutch grows old and frail from force feeding negative meditations sick from digesting ones own poison.


now is the time to weigh


now is the time to strike?


now is the time to love?


Can We Begin To Love The Hate Which We Hold So Dear?


"its heavy...huh?" Ruben whispered to himself.


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is there anything left'
between talks of polygamy, work, and passive aggressive tactics
can the peace councils disband?
did the work for peace ever exist?
or just a pretty cute story
vortex from all our heads

Thursday, February 9, 2012

  1. you keep yours ill keep mine.


  1. needing to build health within self
  1. none to give
  1. sorry


Sunday, February 5, 2012

were all tip top
"don't worry so" much of us are thoroughly enthralled


id worked to work it up on the apron of rational
I mean really LOUD and manly that's just it
I'm sensitive, visually, audibly, touch, taste, I'm just plain sensitive

Friday, February 3, 2012

sit on the pain, evaporate into powerful clouds of puffs, light from liquid beginnings.  now a powerful gas.  breath us deep into your bones.  strengthen, resolve, digest        .




Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Sunday, January 8, 2012

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2012
we went to the lion we faught the lion we are wild kids we are wild kids old as snow old as wind we call to you we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as snow old as wind to the lion we we faught we went to the lion we faught the lion we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams tumbles as it always to you we call to us tyr drops time tumbles dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as snow we went to the lion we faught the lion we are wild kids we are wild kids old as snow old as wind we call to you we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as snow old as wind to the lion we we faught we went to the lion we faught the lion we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams tumbles as it always to you we call to us tyr drops time tumbles dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as snow we went to the lion we faught the lion we are wild kids we are wild kids old as snow old as wind we call to you we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as snow old as wind to the lion we we faught we went to the lion we faught the lion we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams tumbles as it always to you we call to us tyr drops time tumbles dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as snow we went to the lion we faught the lion we are wild kids we are wild kids old as snow old as wind we call to you we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as snow old as wind to the lion we we faught we went to the lion we faught the lion we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams tumbles as it always to you we call to us tyr drops time tumbles dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as snow we went to the lion we faught the lion we are wild kids we are wild kids old as snow old as wind we call to you we call to us we can for ever to live as old dreams crumble to tyr drops time tumbles as it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles asas it always tumbles as old as


Saturday, January 7, 2012

stringed

    1. past due
    transfactual
    big mac manual
    sand mules 
    sand skys
    sad eyes
    trimmed tightly
    1. the trees are distorted between the slum

    Monday, December 5, 2011

    when you have the same daze over and reoccurring, varied proportions extend, realize, never acknowledged
             "don't forget" some how they stammered.
    spend a while around, it us.  determine your structure

    1. hang glider guys.
    2. limericks
    3.                                                            
    1.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 ever               forget around constantly making isn't over easy or scrambled breakfasts specially ordered hours to weeks a couple years too
    2.  
    3.                                             trees and sky and

    Thursday, November 17, 2011

    we know we know do not worry young coyote mothers cry after the kill bear your teeth to us we know under snickering intellect fear the meat for us to eat we deserve growing acid baths out of thinning air mountains choke on smog so wise enough to grow orange blossoms among cacti hawk was slain with tire tracks we know cant stop progress infrastructure endless infinity of progress towards skeleton land to grow obese with diseased parasites greedy children take another cure old mother frail take all till death when pumped to preserve righteous splendor of a noticeable life why cant we just let go 

    Tuesday, November 15, 2011


    As we arrive to where we are, to pause is nothing wasted.  belief assured welcomed.  moments of nothing, the untouchable tangible motion.  sit still we are young and forever shale be.  melt from light through our shared breath.  to renew each other, webs connect minds.  allow the end to settle and pause.....nothing wasted.

    Monday, January 31, 2011

    the magnetism of earths
    fraternal boundaries are rapidly expanding as all the planets are migrating nearer to our inhabited world
    to obtain realistic magnetic readings earths scientists pulled core samples from beneath
    the alien worlds crust.
    As the magnetism increases so does the general energy level in the atmosphere of the milky way solar system
    the magnetic pull
    pulling the system closer together is as tightening the spring on a watch

    Thursday, January 27, 2011

    we are the dead ones.
    complain to me, June, Whats the use, whats it for.
    June you always knew me your dearest nephew, we were special.
    Dear June, the incomprehensible joy of being ok.
    Mom or Pat, always had me man the spatula, while I gritted through it.
    to much to bear, wincing, wrinkled poppy's, oh dear June.
    were all sort of zombies, Wait do you remember me, from long long ago, we once knew of each other, fleeting, rasped voices, a horses whale, vomit between silence
    Dear June, where all here, all dead to us.