Jam #3 - my candy world

[e-piph[lol]]

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my candy office
my candy life
my candy world
candy light

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[Arcadia]

does it care if the lamp is turn on or off?

[iblieve]

candy coated psychedelic dream laced with
special moment making iridescent light fixture memories
as we lick the moment into shapes of high design flashes
the walls melt in ice cream floods and pools at our feet
in pairs intimate with hard floor caresses
and I believe it was a dream not what I deemed real
as the light faded my cloud burst and I fell into a stupor.
In all the chaos I couldn't find my speed, weed or LSD.
Santa stole it last Christmas claiming I was a bad boy which I took pride in until I realized my packages were smaller than before.
Was it all a candy coated psychedelic dream
I wonder as I fumble for the door knob
blinded by the light of a new day

[Lightning Rod]

why does this look familiar?
something about birds of a feather?
the comforting hum and glow?
close your eyes and see neon.

[iblieve]

LMAO
Birds Of A Feather flock together
until the cops come
and then they don't fly they run
or birds of a feather
high as a kite
will spend the night in jail together.

[Doreen Peri]

remind yourself to call me.
jot my number down on
a violet stickum note.
stick it to yer candy monitor.
i'll write yours down on
on the inside of
my heart,
but you'll call first,
as usual, because
my chambers are
lubdubbed up,
pumped into my
veins and i'll never
remember it again
until you repeat it
to me. a digit
is always missing.

you're much more
organized than i am.

ringy-ding!
hello?

[e-piph[lol]]

candy acid
flying high
the inside escapes out
to where you are I
lamplights lit
or perfect dark
familiar hearts
do lean into a high mass
of love

[judih]

light's home
nobody's off
pull up a seat
levitated feat

[luvleerenee]

sugar and spice and everything nice
that's what little girls are made of ....

we outgrow our playtoys,
you and i

we come to sit in the sky,

we'll see the comets,
and the new moons
we'll lie in cloud's grass
and wonder at the bits of strings
and fairy rings

perhaps never grasp -

that love plays its chords
on pencilled cheeks
and bubbles are pastel hills
reflecting all.

and why love has to die

[Dandylion]

Your candy office seems to bring
a certain flavor, a certain ring,
of a time when I was an acid queen.

Lacquered tastes and plastic candy
made me see things nice and dandy
till I fell from heavens high
singing cat tails and trains that cry.

But that was then and this is not
the time to speak of what life taught
to a girl who loved acid candy
and now post this by name of Dandy

[e-piph[lol]]

all grew quiet
in the arms of love
nothing negative
to rise above
no juxtaposition
upon which to side
one or the other
instead to ride
the neutralizing
reconciling
truly high
three forces blended
the higher body
emotions and mind

[iblieve]

blended into something
splendid
rearranged make a
change
Love has lifted me
above
schemes of those
daydream
flights
in candy colored
nights