Wednesday, December 23, 2009

T11RANDOM NOTES



Trading marbles behind the the old 5 and dime


Finding a batch of grampy's home made moon shine



Symphonic trip cosmic sound vibrates from underneath


her skin opera


Drowning the universe with one new song


a song from from the system of the


Star-fire...a summer rose sated by the rain


dancing with emotion cursed with the pain


Thin layers of music fixed on the surface of eternity


Thick madness woven into the measure of her grace










He walked out on the stage with a knife in his hand


Stopped the music and through two dice at the lead man


Said son fill your voice with ice


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