not sure how many words

[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

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[eagleyez]

drums, fingers and door drafts

the WAH lasts only once
rhodes 88's fringled top-bottom
soprano rides thru like Gila monster,
sidewinders melodize around his thick form.

shuffle go toes barefoot shag carpet,
landing craft on dry land,
echohorn then doorshuts and
light changes,
the bass loosens handles
its early and its a good choice
wind offshore
swells 3-4,
sharkiller opaque

vibes vibratoed
hush but drums shuffling cards trap set
vrong// uphill guitar
rhodes rope a dope
soon it is a circle
and fades out nicely.

ats what a good night sleep'll get you.

 

[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

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[tungtied2u]

some nights I find myself praying
for forgetfulness, the early onset
of the crippling of consciousness
when memories fade into fog
and dissipate into the ether

to leave with the faces of my daughters
still smiling with the promise of possibility
and a past where I launched them
from my arms into the heavens

laughing and kicking and screaming
for more, or sitting side by side
on a sawhorse flipping burgers
on the hibachi, feet dangling
feeling for balance, my hand
at the ready behind them

on a Mesa near Santa Fe, sits a pueblo
long ago deserted, now littered
only with the remains of the odd adobe
bricks and walls, torn down by time
overwhelmed by time and weather

the elements have reclaimed this place
but the spirits float above, peeking
into the cliff side caves carved out
where dreams still reside, and
mealtime soot still coats the ceiling

will they catch me, on that final day
of clarity as I run and leap into eternity
falling through my lifetime no longer haunted
by the ghosts of departed joys

 

[Tzara]

Contains Artificial Flavorings

Conventional as a soft drink
she stands, lightly fizzy,
in some small corner of the room,
back straight as a plastic straw.

I long to savor sips of her,
however chilled she is
beneath her dark frothy surface,
though she be bad for my teeth.

But I have sworn off sweetened things.
I'm into natural
refreshment, if that can be found,
if it ever could have been.

 

[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

dispatch from the breakdown lane

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[unpredictablebijou]

i would be a poison dart
filling a bamboo shaft with the essence, spillage of my desire
and catch you there
all warmth like heroin
when you go slack jawed and numb
mouthing ecstasy only
to realize the next moment
that death had come
in disguise of pleasure as he often does
and i would ride the wave of fear down
and perish with you
between ahh and oh no
you pliable
scared and aroused

Tthgt,

Nice.

Freaky, but nice. This deserves to be pursued.

bijou

 

[Tathagata]

Tthgt,

Nice.

Freaky, but nice. This deserves to be pursued.

bijou

that's me
freaky but nice and deserving of being perused

 

[Tathagata]

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[Angeline]

I am no longer impressed
or moved
is this lobotomy limbo
drama devoid
dharma
not knowing if the paint has
peeled and dropped
down
to leave only
unfeeling
unblinking
unconcerned
canvas
that simply receives what is given
with no intent
or ability
to convey
anything

What matters is resting in your arms in that av. But you knew that.

 

[wildsweetone]

I am no longer impressed
or moved
is this lobotomy limbo
drama devoid
dharma
not knowing if the paint has
peeled and dropped
down
to leave only
unfeeling
unblinking
unconcerned
canvas
that simply receives what is given
with no intent
or ability
to convey
anything

it does convey... perhaps you are not able to see it at the moment, but others can. maybe your cup needs refilling. *hugs*

 

[somberReality]

I have strange desires

I want to watch the " Ten Commandments" with the sound off
and Bob Marleys " Uprising" on the stereo

I want to drink butter tea in Tibet

I want to touch the Dalai Lama

I want to save women

I want to eat penny candy and feel like I did when I was 8

I want to write the meaning of life in 17 syllables


I want to play my Rickenbacker for 24 hours
3 chords, and sing every blues song i know

I want to understand

I want to die in my sleep

I want to have that " feeling" of belonging I've had at events in my life
the one mind mentality..


I want to see a volcano

I want to go back to las vegas and kiss that korean waitress


and all these desires
are standing in the way
of my true liberation

and even though i know this...
i can't give them up

I really like this one.

 

[Tathagata]

I really like this one.

I had forgotten all about it


Thank you

 

[Tathagata]

it does convey... perhaps you are not able to see it at the moment, but others can. maybe your cup needs refilling. *hugs*

just lots going on in my life
I think it's making everything look and feel the same sometimes
it will pass


and thank you
you always have a kind word

 

[Tathagata]

What matters is resting in your arms in that av. But you knew that.

I'm emailing you a few pics
she's a year old today


she loves grampa to say " Where's Lilly?" and she tries to cover her face with those tiny hands

 

[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

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[TheRainMan]

The real gods
do not slouch around
in some unadulterated
pasty cloud bank
watching millions of vapid
souls mill about
waiting for friends and relatives to die
so they can gather at the tunnels end

They don't have morals.
They have no opinion
They are bored

The real gods live among us
they have dogs and garbage
incestuous wives
and pudgy monsters of children

they put us here
to try and find them

this is terrific.

 

[Tathagata]

this is terrific.

I woke up with this one in my head
If only it was always that easy


Thank you

 

[Tathagata]

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[Tathagata]

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