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december 1st short & squaty
chadwick
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part ( III)...
walking down empty streets
all gone
even me
i don't wanna buy another
only need the one that'll last longer
circus music
the famous clown songs & lights
going off like rockets in my head
while some poor slob (like me) holds his own mirror tight like a toothache
dull as a dead phone number
my only contact for the real shit
i'd be more than glad to be more than glad
i'd be more than
if i only knew how
at this time christmas tree lights
are not happy
they do not wrap around homes & conifers with joy
only one broom sweeps this entire dream clean
it is as worn as all my bones
as vast as when love blew me over
cold as howling sharp shaped hollows whipping wind brutally as begging children run nowhere far & wide
filthy slough rats
trash blown holding the fence
mossy backs & their no shadows
& as slippery as rotten carp
the only freedom had
walking down empty streets
all gone
even me
i don't wanna buy another
only need the one that'll last longer
circus music
the famous clown songs & lights
going off like rockets in my head
while some poor slob (like me) holds his own mirror tight like a toothache
dull as a dead phone number
my only contact for the real shit
i'd be more than glad to be more than glad
i'd be more than
if i only knew how
at this time christmas tree lights
are not happy
they do not wrap around homes & conifers with joy
only one broom sweeps this entire dream clean
it is as worn as all my bones
as vast as when love blew me over
cold as howling sharp shaped hollows whipping wind brutally as begging children run nowhere far & wide
filthy slough rats
trash blown holding the fence
mossy backs & their no shadows
& as slippery as rotten carp
the only freedom had
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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goodbye to this space
another coming this night
perhaps turns are mine
for me those curves
blackest
dark running
this spin we are on
chasing down sunlight
never catching either
weaving i guess (weave)
we have not heard from lunar eclipse
so the lump sum divides
...(blonde hash)
glad is able to live
to be
then the one
two
all it has ever been
she then got up
went away
our direction belonged & we gave
& through smoke
attending in there
we knew it was belonging to us
she then got up
& away
she went there then
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
what part happened
you would not believe
eyes disbelief
east south
west north
fire
water & wind
life
buffalo bring this
your part
apart
not all as nearly to you
as theirs
so they asked again
bells from clouds
tell rains coming
before you & i hitting ground
please
just let to be
live canyons laced stellar communications
chiefs ancient
just rolled out of bed
everything is bending now
narrow crawl spaces
gather enjoying sensations
possibly not
motionless
frozen with terror
shared vision time had went on here
before somehow broke trance
beyond great mental distractions
somehow broke trances again
nervous energy as before, this, our time
big powerful strength
north for wind
fire west after east
south up
grabbing fractures of that earth there
here
as far as all lives
here or there
& ours
it is just cracked
very thinly veiled
china dolls twisting against falling
when
one by one
to start over would beg
...then silence
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
can't stop until broken
up against all nights
scared of darkness
tight as webs to dew
you could hear songs if you tried
before turning rotten
the long pointy finger gives direction
welcome, come in
here vulgarity overindulges
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
inside ourself
where to run without
(?remember broken tree lights)
the switch has been thrown
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce