Night..
let the dream water surround you on your bedtime plain
It was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.
but looking IS responding and if my ego re-sponds to yr ego, then did you spond...and if we respond at the same time, then Ahhh we are co-re-sponding....and what is spawned, to initiate that Vast Self...i always liked the idea of self-full rather than self-ish but cool if self-fish...then we can rule the world (read: our selves) yes that's it BIG self FISH wow ok sooo uh Responsive
and
responding too like skimming through oh just Perusing and using and wow seeing things and digging Your flash-fictionesque, incredibly exquisitely renderingly spinningly all colory and dewy nightscapes alleyluscious zeniths of wetlights pulling down
melting there and oh yes you were, somewhere in the middle (when I glanced) and there were raindropschristmas lights and looking little like leprechaun eyes and the colors all swirly enchantments and this a response sort of and hey to paraphrase put your beads on, because it's raining...well snow, and we are all huge blue elephants, remembering
but then again, it's morning Somewhere and
"the elements of disbelief are very strong in the morning" FOh
Originally posted by cassia but looking IS responding and if my ego re-sponds to yr ego, then did you spond...and if we respond at the same time, then Ahhh we are co-re-sponding....and what is spawned, to initiate that Vast Self...i always liked the idea of self-full rather than self-ish but cool if self-fish...then we can rule the world (read: our selves) yes that's it BIG self FISH wow ok sooo uh Responsive
and
responding too like skimming through oh just Perusing and using and wow seeing things and digging Your flash-fictionesque, incredibly exquisitely renderingly spinningly all colory and dewy nightscapes alleyluscious zeniths of wetlights pulling down
melting there and oh yes you were, somewhere in the middle (when I glanced) and there were raindropschristmas lights and looking little like leprechaun eyes and the colors all swirly enchantments and this a response sort of and hey to paraphrase put your beads on, because it's raining...well snow, and we are all huge blue elephants, remembering
but then again, it's morning Somewhere and
"the elements of disbelief are very strong in the morning" FOh
i say responding is responding
and looking is responding
and looking is looking
and responding is looking
i talk in circles
i speak for circles
i listen for circles
and all the colors that circles make
the good ones
and bad ones
and the ones that aren't so pretty
that you want to touch them
and kiss them
with your inner-eye
but then again
i'm just an imaginary magician
and singing is circling
and circles
cresendo into nothingness and
no thing ness is awesome
and touching and invisibly golden
and words are just wings
getting us up to that wordless place
so shimmerdelicious and kisses work
quicker into blissfantasticoes, but
poems fly tickling into space and brighten
infinte niches of despair
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...too little time. Hi! and Welcome!
Ha! Liar!
I see your nose growing already, Pinocchio!
you made me look again
but this IS the last time
let the dream water surround you on your bedtime plain
Jim Carrol
WAIT
I meant boo. boo.
peek-a-boooooooooooooooo
oo
DAMN YOUS!!
drop
a second
reply
merry
holiday
gotta
say
goobye......
Forever and ever ....Pearl Jam
.......
for I am
for I am posting spam.
for I am for I am
that curious cat.
WAS there a poem in here?
something to reply to?
: \
Is there anybody out there?
Is there anybody in there?
I have become... comfortably numb...
"The live shows? Well, that's church on Sundays"
and
responding too like skimming through oh just Perusing and using and wow seeing things and digging Your flash-fictionesque, incredibly exquisitely renderingly spinningly all colory and dewy nightscapes alleyluscious zeniths of wetlights pulling down
melting there and oh yes you were, somewhere in the middle (when I glanced) and there were raindropschristmas lights and looking little like leprechaun eyes and the colors all swirly enchantments and this a response sort of and hey to paraphrase put your beads on, because it's raining...well snow, and we are all huge blue elephants, remembering
but then again, it's morning Somewhere and
"the elements of disbelief are very strong in the morning" FOh
i say responding is responding
and looking is responding
and looking is looking
and responding is looking
i talk in circles
i speak for circles
i listen for circles
and all the colors that circles make
the good ones
and bad ones
and the ones that aren't so pretty
that you want to touch them
and kiss them
with your inner-eye
but then again
i'm just an imaginary magician
and circles
cresendo into nothingness and
no thing ness is awesome
and touching and invisibly golden
and words are just wings
getting us up to that wordless place
so shimmerdelicious and kisses work
quicker into blissfantasticoes, but
poems fly tickling into space and brighten
infinte niches of despair
Between the emotion and the response
Falls the shadow.
Exodus--movement of jah people!
SPANK for BE becaue she made me look
Shit! Me too! Who started this blasted thing anyway?
If you don't behave, I'll get the whip out! But for now, SPANK!