Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Miracle Request.
Let us take the names
Of each of us
who have been here
8-days nearer to now,
8-days farther from
the somehow how
we got here
and string them
until lights reach
across from screen
to screen......
Our names making
poetry images from
a dreamshared lantern,
enough oil to light
a path.

chandelier vision
starry eyed
precision

if four degrees were here
we could ask how to degree ourselves

i think doctorate sounds nice
or how about 8 day graduate
of the Miracle Academy

foot candles
not about heat
but light

it's not the names
it's the sound
the echoes of those whose names will never know
have blended with our own

8 days of life honed down to a few syllables
how many people does it take to light up this screen?

the sound of the photons in your ear
as many people to light this screen
as there are stars

it takes all the people to light our lives
the miracle would be that none suffer in darkness

I am not to good with sounds
the sound of five billion heart beats
and the sound of a child's heart that will stop beating every five seconds from starvation

who are we kidding
we miracle mutants
fuck the eight days
still sixteen days this year and next year
well maybe the messiah will come
or maybe another Buddha is born

suffer the children

tomorrow
i take miracle
names oil
lanterns blamed
for a pathlight
screened by
adjectives
touched by
pronouns,
nouns touched
by verbal distance,
insistances of
miracles equipped
to carry a multitude
of lights via
electronic
currents.

tonight
there are names
in my heart written
by myth personnas
in an ember
glare.

and i will say
i was there
i was there
i was
there.

we are
the miracle
still

trucking
backtracked
by will and
dignity

suffering
the insult
of birth

suffering
the worth
of a day

we are
the way
sparks

play
with
twigs

this moment,
our shine

if i have to suffer
i wanna suffer with you
you make suffering fun

(!)

10-4 on fun
just got that feeling or trying to remember that feeling from eastern and caroline, the sadness when it was over, what a greedy child I still am.
it is going to take for ever for the next one to come

greed makes the world go around
it's never enough
and it never will be

that's why i get up in the morning
i want more!

you got eyes sister
eyes that see the light in everyone
my good fortune for the accident of knowing you

hit and run
press submit and run
a word and a joke
a shared embarrassment
a rise and a fall
toss a smile
accept a hug

where vibes lead -
hang out
and kiss alienation
goodbye

follow bliss
can't miss
every wrong direction
still leads home

good night Irene I will see you in my dreams

judih wrote:if i have to suffer
i wanna suffer with you
you make suffering fun

(!)

we are family.
we put the fun
in disfunctional.



sorry, couldn't resist
it's a miracle, i'm still alive
let alone having come
this far to wherever
i didn't know
i needed
to go.

stilltrucking wrote:follow bliss
can't miss
every wrong direction
still leads home

good night Irene I will see you in my dreams

i am home with
mystery-miracles

goodnight
to moons
and stars

we are satellites
of each other

all of us

it is a
miracle