Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

winter dawn
the sun seems
a small fire now

human creation
the fire of colour and form
alive to the touch

messages come
with the dark
with the dark

no reason
simple behaviour
hello chaos

impossible tasks
freely disbursed
must stop cycle

a morning's driftwood
encased in ice
going where the ice goes

Husky goes
Zappa smiles on straight
My jacket tight

Steppenwolf redeemed
by the myth of transcendence
for madmen only

powdered engagement
just add interest
stir and respond

english muffins
ain't even english - wtf
it's that kind of world
& no mistake
& this ain't no haiku I know
but this is where I wanted
to put it
& I like that word "respond" too!

goddamn shopping list
one of this
two of that
ain't got three of those
anymore

swirl it around
throw it up in the air
ride the rhythms

yes, morning
i know you're there
no need to hover

northwest wind before dawn
the chill is bracing but
i wouldn't want to sleep naked in it

Don't sleep naked
here let me clothe you
with my warm love