Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

'Twas the day after Christmas
and all through the commune,
the people were snoozing
way past noon.

The phone wasn't ringing
and no-one was singing.
I'm going to read my new book
about some kind of gobbledygook
philosophy to set me free
from habits and such.
Holidays? I've had too much.

Next, it appears,
we celebrate New Years.
I believe I'll sit this one out.
There have been too many for me, no doubt.

gobblygook
& new age kooks
did the age
ever come
or go, or is it here
disguised as a
boweevil
jam meanders
holidaze come
& go
the show
the band
the beatz
tomorrow night
all the music gangs
back in town
new years?
really like to hide out
ed mcmahon used to
call it amateur night
on johnny carson show

in the south we feast nochebuena´s night
during the 25th we are already zombies
during lunch or dinner time ...

gloomy rainy everning
trying to make more space
& recycling a year of working with people and papers
(the tendency is to be more zen than barroque
when you live in 30m3)

reunion with friends in two hours:
we keep honouring our nocturne habits
& in a rebel & defiant attitude
we keep travelling around the city despite descouraging facts, yeah!

no-lyrics day,
I´ll drop this one
for this holiday´s bridge!

get me to the bridge
was it led zep
who was just tryin
to get there
poetry bridges
jam singes
thanks be to:
arcadia
judih
mingo
doreen
whoaisme
and anybody else
who feels so
inclined

so the jam hits an obstacle
we jam on thin air
through thick arteries

we enter the oh-zone
words ricochet off walls
bounce off membranes

kayak our voyage
gondola our tune
we sail down our vibe

fresh jam
para dos
scrambled eggs
no over easy
that is till kayleigh
gets back from store
funky folk artist
angels and owls
flying away
............?...break to eat
ah...and some real time
inter action
ah remember action poetry
and utterances!
that was word jam art
for sure.
now we got jam!
its the holidaze
and time for a fresh cool garden martini on a sunny saturday morm...."smack!"
aint life grand

In this melodic rhythm
Seems a growing cataclysm,
My heart heavy with the unexplained
My mind looking to the more deranged.

I find myself in a dizzying spell
As if I am drowning in this well
I feel the burdens of life a calling
And look back to find myself falling.

It is in this day and age that I feel no peace
My entity aches for the all of release
What is this burden that lingers by the years
Making the heart shed her heavy tears.

Longing to be better in melody
Music to outlast her eternity
Longing to keep the better rhyme
While learning to keep both energy and time.

live & shine
making sign
genuine science
it's a paradigmatic relation
a man dies
& his dice get left behind
always another hand waiting
to pick them up
everybody's on the gamble
admit it or not
the tide never stops
data fragments
my favorite backless pastime among
the mammals of fragile candles
mingo out
jam on

i jam
and i jam
and i get stuck
where's the word?

oh oh oh
yo

no reason
no rhyme
fingers typing
never mind
when the word
was . . .
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in the future past
2014 was a very good year

bam
bam
bam
rise n shine
we jam!

a flurry
then the
lull begins
merrier more
holly jolly jam
mingle my jingle
jangle my bangle
interact my boom-shaka-lak:)

I'm wired to go further
Bring it on 15
let there be the word
let there be the image
Just
"Let It be"

brief respite
from nfl insanity
why the fuck
do i waste my time?
cheap thrills
hoopla @ the the bar
yeah i digs it
now back at the wire table
sketch before me
waiting in line for washer
hey dude in the back
get your shit....lol
on a bot rampage
why do i give a fuck?
nothin to hide
law abiding tax payer i b
no more outlaw
take any test they throw
at me
lost in the land of control freaks
and cyber spies
fuck google
fuck yahoo and bing
what u gonna do about it?

my dis funk shun
my my i say ok
its ok if you wanna cry
its ok if you wanna shout
its ok if you wanna dance

its ok if you feel alone

my dis funk shun
hidden away in the heart
can i say my heart
without being cliche?
can i say i like the smile
of my shadow?
can i say all i wanna do
is get drunk and read
dusted books
disgusted with this world's looks?
can i say peace on earth
can i say love?