Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

yeah you know something has clicked in my mind right out of a vonnegut novel Did yu see gordon wilson when he had those tits bouncing in his avatar (BTW mr wilson I liked you better when you were more mammalian.)

that was why I had to finally quit jacking off, my partner was so sick.

Now that I am in love with a beautiful woman I watch my eyes, I can't stand to look at underwear adds, going through wally world I go around those panties and bras like it is the great dismal swamp in there

jseus h christ that was embarrising, the thing about spontaneous prose if you could call this prose, you need a high threshold for pain or you will die of embarrasment.

jyou are right big sister again

it's when reality is abhorrent to your emotional/mental/intellectual/sexual self
it's when you ask...what? and jump out of your wish to be there.

my last partner will be exactly twenty five years ago at 12:01 am

1980 december not really sure of the day, it was around my birthday, a pity dialogue of the skin, I was on streak back then, it had only been six years that time, but she took pity on me anyway. the picture below was a present from herr I mean she drew that it means a lot to me she was a elementary school teacher , art she travelled around from school to school in the shenandoah valley giving art lessons to kinder garden kids. She drank herself to death.

when i said partner in that weird post above I meant my self but
"I wasn't weird about it, I didn't tie myself up"Tom Waits but it was abhorrent. those Zen dudes who when they got to a certain point in their lives when they became pilgrims, that is where I am got a year to go trying to keep a kid who looks a lot like yabyum off the "glass"


the nice thing about having a big sister is you can talk about sex without her thinking you are looking for a pity fuck. I hope this ain't too uncomfortable for you, we can always call it art, there was a story over on litchicks about that " she said we can call it art"

Third version I think
if i keep it up I could maybe get spider-love in this text box
now where is that punk yabyum?

i never read voneget.
not a fuckin word.
and in in absolute truth, to you, i dont fuckin care to.

you ask me, where is that punk yabyum.

I tell you, blind fool, inside of you.

feel that speed when everyone is going slow
stand in a line, motherfucker
there is where the punk is.

crack your knuckles, then come on and fight me,
I WILL SHOW YOU WHERE IS THAT PUNK.

beatniksurfer, at, msn.com

ah so
you think punk is a four letter word
I thought it was an honorable title
punks are also young elephants
I see you you are not a carney
well I tell you what
my bones are pretty britle nephew
but if you want to
just let me see you in a bar somewhere
with your hands around a woman's throat
and not with affection but with rage
then I would have no choice britle bones or not


geez are you really mad about being called a punk
I know people who would be honored to be called that
well I got to go
see ya

mad.....yes.....but in kerouac way

mad as you say........no.

you, punk, last time said in same sentence.

and still my question goes..............

gee whiz man I am old old old
my mind is shot
I got to feel my toothbrush in the morning to see if it is wet, can't remember if I brushed or not

what was the question?

nevermind

just dance every fucking chance yu get
*******

oh yeah now I remember here is your answer again

yes there's a line
it's when whatever is happening takes you out of the mood for pure passionate exchange towards the ecstatic
and makes you think
your partner is sick

it's when reality is abhorrent to your emotional/mental/intellectual/sexual self
it's when you ask...what? and jump out of your wish to be there.

Tough one there, yakbum, the deep thinker. Last I heard your mother liked it sort of rough. What do they call her in Passaic or whatver dirt hole you live in? Ms Starfish Queen of the Doo Wop Trailer Park? Mizz Broken Spokes? But im nice: i will treat her pussy to some fun before taking a plunge into her well-lubed ass.

Heh eheheheh

you and CitizenArmy
all you young guys want to fuck my poor dead mother up the ass
and dribble cum down her back.

sorry dude she is dead

Still Mongoloid : That was directed towards YubBum, winner of Worst Online LK "Poet" award for numerous years.

'Zine might help 'truckin'....