he came to visit me in
the hospital back in 'o7
i wrote poem about it
2 waze to look
at a face of wire
jammin'
jamsturbation
@ the square corner
national highway u.s.a.
perpetual jam!!!!!!!!!
early morn
freedom
hear the train
horn moan
no need to go
plaeground on itunes
run thru my pignose amp
just right set @ the touch
for the morn
still dark
yet it's peeking
the sun that is
another day will fly by
like the one before
and like the one to come
a walk'd be nice
i do need to go to the bank
freedom
hear the train
horn moan
no need to go
plaeground on itunes
run thru my pignose amp
just right set @ the touch
for the morn
still dark
yet it's peeking
the sun that is
another day will fly by
like the one before
and like the one to come
a walk'd be nice
i do need to go to the bank
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
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stilltrucking
- Posts: 20705
- Joined: October 24th, 2004, 12:29 pm
- Location: Oz or somepLace like Kansas
That image is so hot
Is that yours?
I recognized the picture on the cover, at first I thought W.E.B. Dubois, then I thought it was Lenin or Eugene Debs.
Never read the book, never even heard of it,
I feel like a square squared.
Checked it out on Amazon
I been trying lately to only by books by living authors with the little dough that I gots. I will try and get it from the library
this bit tells me I got to read it.
"Hipsters, Flipsters, and Finger-Poppin' Daddies, Knock me your lobes! I come to lay Caesar out, not to hip you to him. The bad jazz that a cat blows, Wails long after he's cut out. The groovey, is often stashed with their frames ..."
Is that yours?
I recognized the picture on the cover, at first I thought W.E.B. Dubois, then I thought it was Lenin or Eugene Debs.
Never read the book, never even heard of it,
I feel like a square squared.
Checked it out on Amazon
I been trying lately to only by books by living authors with the little dough that I gots. I will try and get it from the library
this bit tells me I got to read it.
"Hipsters, Flipsters, and Finger-Poppin' Daddies, Knock me your lobes! I come to lay Caesar out, not to hip you to him. The bad jazz that a cat blows, Wails long after he's cut out. The groovey, is often stashed with their frames ..."
it's shot of my wire table with a painting by mingo and the lord buckley book in front of it.....kinda floating....some digital play on photobucket....the book is a city lights edition that i bought for a few smackers....had to have it...he is one of my all timers.....one of my spontaneous bop teachers...wish i hadda known the man in his day...he was a friend of ed sullivan and was on that show as dick buckley....his guest shot on u bet ur life with groucho is priceless...it's on youtube jack....
lend me your lobes
bop shoobie
sun is shinin'
i'm waitin' for assignment
it's a beetlejuice way station
i'm sitting here with a big eyed
bollywood girl whom everyone ask's
"are you indian?"
lend me your lobes
bop shoobie
sun is shinin'
i'm waitin' for assignment
it's a beetlejuice way station
i'm sitting here with a big eyed
bollywood girl whom everyone ask's
"are you indian?"
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
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- Joined: October 24th, 2004, 12:29 pm
- Location: Oz or somepLace like Kansas
sitting here under the the big banner (it is noon 1947)
surrounded by little people
Nobody asking me nothing
I am waiting for nothing
But it could be something
I don't know
women come and go
they leave me high and low
I am just waitin on a friend
down on my luck
can't harmonize
dream about the girl with far away...
so we keep on jamming
it the only game in town
I likes my chances
lost in the storm
they headed back
for pittsburg
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jubilation in the
network timeout
like a word strikeout
the big K, yet he goes
to the shower's swinging
swing....swang....swung
he swung o so blue
back into the powder
where the one's who don't
give a fuck play
where he could be wiredly
not misunderstood
thoughts jumpin' from mind to mind
full on jam!!!!!!
they headed back
for pittsburg
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
jubilation in the
network timeout
like a word strikeout
the big K, yet he goes
to the shower's swinging
swing....swang....swung
he swung o so blue
back into the powder
where the one's who don't
give a fuck play
where he could be wiredly
not misunderstood
thoughts jumpin' from mind to mind
full on jam!!!!!!
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
