Sunday, January 28, 2007

new poems II

Religion

something like fish or stones
put in his Tunesian hat
makes friends
puts in an invisible place
spills blood
put it in my hands
this is the end, so shout


DJ Battle Shovel

select, or spin
my best friends, with
silent back pains
and piano wire
always
new music
in the places I (as in we)
go
run-down
no scene
while i go blind
and only see me
humor
some
have something
in their eyes
and many important tools
in their hands
he wants to right his
story
no matter what we (as in I)
need to grow
wake up early
defend our dreams and
go
woooo

that's the thing
we are alive
and mean something
even if barely

so, wolf calls
have heart and burn
with it
bcz
bcz
bcz
if ever a wonderful wizard there was
we're off to see
what this
whole thing
is about


72 degrees Jan. 2007 NYC

opposites of
emergency
meditation

love and hate
person and behavior
zippers on your boots
feathers in hats
plans
words
ideas
masterfully free from
doing
all american
way of the north
our whole head overheard
talk of sickness and
instruction
oh my
be cute
drop in at the cafe with
gloves and hats for effect
make the evening
live and cool
years of carving out
thought bubbles
america is dripping
disatisfaction
right in there
fresh to sour faces
immortal hearts
til 25
weird
beeps
here
there
downtown chicken octopi
feruary awards
any holiday
interrupt
something exists
it's
just
nice
without fail
or
fault

opposites of
emergency
meditation

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