luna

[panta rhei]

this night the moon
is so bright, a disc of light, low
on the horizon - and she touches my face
and with a silver embrace her glow
finds my dream; white is her gleam,
her wondrous delight wandering
so slow through my soul
until i widen.

[jimboloco]

sun and moon up together
suppose they will nap together as well
this day of sunshine and showers
and a crown of green fans flowing
atop a tall palm tree
next to mid morning moon
a composition in the sky
waiting for a camera
in mind's eye to open

[WIREMAN]

sipping luna
as the rabbit
runs wild thru
the fields..........

[deminizer]

The zingers and the arrows being slung accross the desk in my Monday morning 8:5fucking5 A.M. too early for coffee daily progress report...which was really just a doodle painted image from my gin scabbed brain...speak to the hungover voices, which say to me....

ok...this fucking guy is a buck and a quarter nerd that paid attention in school while I was making the fucking cheerleader with pom-pom legs...stupider'n shit...pushy ass soy-bean eating wanker.............................that signs my paychecks....so that's that....& I steam while his pencil thin tofu eating ass rails on & on about hardluck sales number bullshit...

& I say "dude, it's 9am Monday morning & your busting my nut because I closed 32% instead of 33% after 6 weeks in overdrive??? I have to fucking kill you dead and leave a spurting stubby necktie you worthless windbag!"

...And it comes out:

"Yes sir Mr. Manager....you are correct sir...I am scum lucky enough to get a 401k...."

& I picture my soul flickering as headline on a milk carton...I'm out of this fucking cell like when I was five & my Mom beat the dogshit out of my dad...I just saddled up on a cloud & rode the fuck out....

So finally after an hour of attitude therapy...I'm allowed five minutes to smoke myself to death & chug a redbullshit & a white-cross hangover helper...

mmmkay....

Things get blurry a bit here.......

I see water fountains & candy machines all Vaseline like....hungover....caffeinated....snuck a toke at lunch...
Blurk....

Right...
Better now after elevator ride...

Hmmm...
Gotta go find
...Fuck yeah...

& finally my life is back on track...

Snap...

Computer room hurrah...

Web walking with time to kill....

FOURFIFTEEN NOW....

RUNNING OUT OF SHIT TO PUT OFF TILL MONDAY!!!

...ok...I've dialed this same disconnected number twenty zillion fucking times now....They're going to catch on soon..."Yes sir Mr. Morisson....Break on through...mmhmmm...gotcha"

&

"Right Mr. Montalban...uh-huh....& room for a midget....gotcha...& if I could do that for you would ya'."

Nah....Don't think so....

& I hang up at 5 ... fricking... P.M.....crisply....

Time to go hide in the weekend
& lose track of the fact
That I sold out
When I cashed
That first check at birth...

Now I'm just haggling
Over interest rates...

[tinkerjack]

this night the moon
is so bright, a disc of light, low
on the horizon - and she touches my face

"Jack bid the Mississippi River, Running Elk raised him the sky
Jack saw him with the sun and moon and upped him with the stars
Running Elk bet the Rocky Mountains, Jupiter, and Mars"

That I sold out
When I cashed
That first check at birth...

You betcha, now you don't even have to sign your name anymore.

“They say I was a rebel until I reached the age of five
It was then that I got caught up in the struggle to survive”

Lew Welch pissed on small fires in that Chicago advertising agency.
I sit here and sell paper clips and copy paper
I say I am self-employed, but still a wage slave
Life is so hard
Life is so unfair
It is barely all I can do to contain my feeling of superiority over others

The moon is so high
And so am I



I spent my time in high school combing my Johnny Unitas crew cut. About two inches of hair but it took me forty-five minutes to comb it every morning. Homeboy (my brother) was busy studying for his calculus exams; I was busy thinking of girls. Now he is a doctor man, drives a big old SUV, and I am a broken down old truck driver with a hundred dollar car. Got dam it is hard to be humble.

[jimboloco]

is it time to cut
not quite
more hair to part

by the light
of th silvery moon
we loved to croon

howl and bay
night and noon
sun and moon

[tinkerjack]

moon longing
been so long
to feel the touch of her light on my face

today I got the sunshine, going to ride my moter sigh
hair so long I had to buy a 3X helmet.