Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

it don't hurt me none
like you think
i've had to kill a dog or two
in dreams
& out
so don't worry
i know whose heart of hearts
is out for the air

Sorry to hear about your dog.

BOY’S DOG ON THE ROAD by Jim Turner

another jim turner poem about a dog that I liked a lot.
http://studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.p ... og#p137676

She was edgy on the scene
of his pickup truck
and he was whiskey drunk,
then named her whatever it was
he being in need of.

Going way back to when
I couldn't help myself.

Wild thoughts about your neck, mister gruffs.

Hey Jack, the dog's o.k., I hopes. Don't really know. Mingo, the dog's o.k., right?

"Oh, Doll, you're gonna put a hurting on that."

"I never can see the moon when it's new."

ppp
Good night, you.

The dog's ok. It was your dream I was talking about. How did it get so fucked up? Do we dare say anything at any time? It seems the undertaking is fraught with dangerous curves.

Ok - I have decided. I want a fixie. That way all I'm commited to is riding & my eyeballs will be all. Mostly.

PS - I'm headed for Heather's heavenly Vapes. Jess let me try A few drops of her Huntsman joose yesterday and it's good. I'm off.

The sunset turned into a loaf of bread. The moon came up. I watched it from a crossroads. People were still working in the fields. The Buddha was trying to teach something. I told him to shut up can't you see me trying to listen to the crickets?

When you go out to see the moon tonight I'm there.

I played some World of Warcraft, for free and made a panda girl to level 12. Felt good, I forgot all about being without.

Went outside to see the moon and you're right! a fully full moon. Got a little scared though, more like a lot, cause it's so dang hazy out and has been lately. The haze and the moon. Worried the haze has to do with the second sun supposedly coming into the atmosphere, gonna cause major meltdown. One of the signs of it being very near is going to be the haze.
I need an underground shelter. Sigh.

On a good note, I saw the moon with you and decided that was cheerier to think about, so I thought about that instead.
Gave ya a kiss under the full.
neener neener

A double neener under a full kiss? O gobbles! That'll run 5 volts thru my tank anytime!
O joose! O joose! I'm done with Heather & I'm coming for you!!

Ha Ha! I told ya so!

i was under a sky full of stars
the dirt came off my toes
in hot water
the smell of soap
lather
-
was so real
that ice melt water
sub merging in its freezing magic
meteors
the dogs
were everythwere
they never were before=

In September
all efforts of need were to be exhausted.

By October she reached fourteen feet over the bend
of the Great lakes, the waterfall,
and mends at fort forest tree-side
just to practically kiss him.

It was that almost there.

November would be her righting
her thoughts towards the winter weathers

with her mouth going into the huff, huff breath
of what all winters must be pictured as,
but to be sure she's going to eat at the feast,
in or out of love.

it was a flushed moment
that kiss that melted her socks
under the hiking boots and dust was
a woman that could be loved
passionately
what a secret it was all that kissing-
sometimes hunger comes from a place that is hidden from divine faces
wept in color
laughed and chased like a foolish puppy
that butterfly wings could touch this