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  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    no water..nice..
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • greedy
    greedy Posts: 140
    the monk bought lunch, this is the best part of the trip, I really like.
    Mansfield, MA 1998
    Hartford, CT 1998
    Mansfield, MA 2003
    Boston, MA 2004
    Boston, MA 2010
    Boston, MA 2011 (EV)
    2013 - Wrigley, IL / Worcester, MA (Night 1) / Worcester, MA (Night 2) / Hartford, CT
  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    ill answer later my ass..
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • yellowwho
    yellowwho Posts: 1,661
    What ? I'm Confused !
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    Summer is nearly over. I'm sad about saying "Goodbye" to it.
    :? :geek:
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  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    .
    you........face it
    sun with a smile
    i..................s
    y................ou
  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    have a good one
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    here comes the night
    sweaty black nothing
    my bed aches with bones
    nightmares are buzzards feeding in sight
    mine are in my eyes
    stink feathers fall around me

    when can i get up
    walk away
    hand fulla pills
    cuts like razors on a bad day

    don't know my way
    don't know myself
    don't know these walls anymore
    this my sinkhole living

    my sinkhole is me
    sinkhole darkness empty
    yet full
    all mine

    all mine dying
    i don't know living
    understanding breathing
    this is losing

    bewildered's down here
    no flesh anymore fresh
    all rotten all going gone
    and in this stormy sea wooden ships creek along sounding like bones under a bent moon that is hung from thorn bushes swaying in some sorta gloom

    this
    pink angry moon hurts alongside blackness
    aches with burnt candles
    hangs there like a lost soul
    my only friend scraping herself against my window

    my eyes wide open
    yet closed off & hidden like a tomb under sand
    & as dry turning to gray
    on bad kness those buzzards they do call me out
    soon all my meat missing
    except myself will always be killing myself
    myself will always be lying to myself
    colors will forever be false in eyes
    sounds of organ playing will never be my song

    them stink feathers falling around me
    match those thorns & moon scraping the windowsill
    this beautiful arrangement powers gravity
    trading in blood for dust
    the globe spins
    my head falls to the ground
    is used as a bird bath (buzzards bathe)
    i am pleased to have had a skull something could use
    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
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    If your steps didn't go so far down into my name I might understand it but they do you see
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    Ain't nothin' like the real thing...
    :D
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  • g under p
    g under p Surfing The far side of THE Sombrero Galaxy Posts: 18,237
    WINTER, hurry up and get here please.....this from Palm Beach Florida

    Peace
    *We CAN bomb the World to pieces, but we CAN'T bomb it into PEACE*...Michael Franti

    *MUSIC IS the expression of EMOTION.....and that POLITICS IS merely the DECOY of PERCEPTION*
    .....song_Music & Politics....Michael Franti

    *The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite INSANE*....Nikola Tesla(a man who shaped our world of electricity with his futuristic inventions)


  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    into the mouthes of tigers
    the pit is hungry
    blown apart by faded dreams
    good-bye
    you're not going home

    crimes against softness
    years been falling on by
    in violence you lived
    you were the bloodied axe
    the perversion in your skull
    the manifestation giving primal disgust

    tiger food
    these cats need their stripes
    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
  • catefrances
    catefrances Posts: 29,003
    conduct unbecoming
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    kissing all goodbye
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • Losiento
    Losiento Posts: 282
    g under p wrote:
    WINTER, hurry up and get here please.....this from Palm Beach Florida

    Peace

    How do you like Florida? I have had an offer to move there. I am dreading another winter here.
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    the unseen hidden ages of ago
    breathing deep lungs under time of sand
    of course it is unclear

    i had taken note of my steps
    year after year
    each footprint an entire calendar in length
    all 17 months worth
    tossed into the air
    chaotic chiseled stone materials goings on
    fallen, fallen
    hugging the ground
    & now a
    a pile

    do you hear the years?
    here they are
    going about their lives
    building mountains from rock calendars
    that have fallen to earth like the ones creating my lifeline
    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
  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    lets get happy
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415

    Do you have their Trilogy Dvd?
    It's really good. :)
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