Studio Eight(8) Jam

[WIREMAN]

Get small
Infinitesimal
Sub atomic
Below the bottom
Float
Be light
But shine
Like Roman candles
Across Beat skies

[judih]

if i shine
and nobody sees,
is there light?

skies dance samba
to the beat of our hearts
universal party

[WIREMAN]

If I was a bee
in the forest
Would my buzz
B heard, like
Charlie Parker on
a lonesome night?

[stilltrucking]

if I were these words, these pixels
these photons bouncing into your eyes
would I exist in your mind

[judih]

my mind
a small crumb
in the world loaf

[stilltrucking]

I know the location of
every crumb of happiness
that has fallen through the cracks —yabyum from memory

[WIREMAN]

Jam the night
Jam sticky
I b wired
And doin
No waitin tonight
Jam on!

[judih]

small child
reaches into the sky
and never comes down

[WIREMAN]

Head to sky
Childhood memories
For so long
They were there
All of them
Now as jam resides
They linger beneath
The reach

[judih]

if words were kites
i'd fly among the clouds
sentence flotation

[WIREMAN]

Hard divide
Cherry blossom song
On wooden planks
Matami mats
mice run free
Clouds linger, dawn

[judih]

familiar smells
matami mats and chai
longing for endless present moments
with endless friends and whispers
the warmth of happiness

[WIREMAN]

Jam unity
Takes 2
At the least
3 b a feast
Like a steady
Organ grind
Beneath the steeple
The skies purple
Leading into blue
Tides ebb and flow
Leaving gates open
No barrier reefs below

[judih]

snorkelling past treasures
intricate weavings
pop-eyed fin movings
all amidst surreal nano-chords
globules of sound waves
no particular place to go
but on our way

[stilltrucking]

childhood memories
a long reach
beneath the flow
still waters run deep
a table before me
delicious jam
feast