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Offline jack lindus

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« Reply #28 on: October 29, 2006, 05:27 AM »
Rg
Little Richard

Piano
Hit jangles
Time curves ………

From the early early morning
To the early early night
When I caught miss molly
Rocking
At the house
Of blue light
Good golly miss molly
Sure like to ball
shoot

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« Reply #29 on: October 29, 2006, 07:25 AM »
v        o          i           c         e         s

2 full-lipped soft voices
dance on a slippery roof top

his voice  assures

softgirlsoftgirlsoftgir l

her voice  stammers

Iloveyouloveyouloveyoul oveyou


The Beautiful Great Dane
looks up
quizzically

chitchatchitchatchitcha t


v           o                i             c         e         s


to paraphrase Witt
( my third time, mea culpa!)

Voices
are
people
too



shoes
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« Reply #30 on: October 29, 2006, 08:42 AM »
extortion stems from hunger
distortion stems from a lack of confidence

ms tortion
i did her one heated night
last winter

did you remember to save
a little daylight
too late now

my memory seems to have a void

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« Reply #31 on: October 31, 2006, 08:08 AM »
miss tortion says


more rg more rg  more Rg

dusty refugee
haven haven trickster raven haven

tattoos shoes news

sax-o-phone

Rg

nightsongs

let us dance at her wedding
in silver and blue

dancing children in
red and gold

rg  Rg  Rg

forgive me give me give me Rg

hot, sticky summer mornings

keystrokes and brushstrokes

rg rg rg rg

derelict hotel
chic refugee camp

collared or uncollared
leashed or unleashed

thunderstorm in vigilante ribcage


shoes is loyal shoes is serious
shoes means business

Rg Rg Rg rg

michigan man
bandana man

watch me watch me watch me

bruised shoes
hot pink blues

hottest pinkest tomcattest blues




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« Reply #32 on: October 31, 2006, 09:04 AM »
Ms Tortion

thank you for that dance
my plasma rushes

through my pumpkins
looking for a place of release

was that a rumba?

whatever your drinking

smoking

could you be so kind

to share?

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« Reply #33 on: October 31, 2006, 01:22 PM »
I share my chair, my car
Rg
my switches and sashes
Rg


snakes and ladders

Didn't I spend an entire summer
climbing trees?

Rg  Rg  Rg  Rg

I like your Green light.

Don't I give good















interview?


Rg  Rg

dusty station defunct train
meet me in Michigan.

I wouldn't know what
shoes to wear in Kentucky.

Rg   Rg   Rg   Rg

I think I wrote you a letter
I think I filed under

"S"

Rg

what is your totem? Teach me the fine art of patience.
I know you are
charmed by my bloodlines

but lonely is not the same as crazy.

Miss Anthrope

I liked our tattoo negotiation.
I liked our soaked agreement.

When will you learn French for me?

I was wrong about everything.


champagne                                      shoes




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« Reply #34 on: November 01, 2006, 11:05 PM »
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

ok what de fig newton is goin on hear a nuke bomb walk off my screen as i tiptoe thru the tulips tiny tim and ukele high way leafs seriously shooting golf balls in a battin cage and i dream of a college not seen 1, that is, one revolution been around the sun sunny side up eggs as i hold the bucket oar water wit bleach for the toiletmmmmmmmmmmm but

it
worked
no stains
in my life guard garb
and i miss her then
small town, and i no doubt run into her at the grocery store with her husband, yikes
pregnant pause what do
i say
veggie olfactories
and a village
in belgrade in 1521 and i laugh and cry
bye
mercedes benz
backseat
struggling with nets
oops finished got to go
bye a bottle of gin
again
hey chard don neigh
with ice cubes from my refigurator german austrian
right wing socialist sends me plotical jokes about bill and george and my reply gets a reply,,,,,,missed ponits fuck it
bye again bottle of sin but i like it you knowhat i mean eh vicar sketch,,,,,,,,,,, swallow and farcical french farts cd mp3 wav waves at splash ante room, a bar on mist street

where do i go firm here oh weel the sun rises in the north with certainty interview big question and kafka drives a rolls royce from point a to point of vallarta with my piano teacher
and my postdoc advisor smoking ganja and reading the torah in spanush mush and thai bye and bye aviator glasses and underwater dreams its only eleven i can splash

soma more al frankovich and lenny bruce come to mind boggling wires twisted in frenetic cables like natted braids of moist hairy toads horned toads and sophie splayed out hummimg the call to prayer aallah akbar of chocolate baby ruth baseball been very good to me but deafening black typewrter keys and white letters

now...................g o, 123 go, 123 go miss you, 123 go, grocery store? apt in athens coughing smoke watermelons and kerakles waking from my nap...out of here
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« Reply #35 on: November 02, 2006, 12:05 AM »
graffiti totem
 Â                                                     soul flicker

 Â                                   my friend
 Â                             been
 Â                             been
 Â                             been
up the monkey

 Â                                     done that and passing through
 Â                    is the opinion of Nicostratus of Ephesus
 Â                            burning
 Â                            burning
books of columns
 Â                                                      columns of books
mirrored syncopation

 Â                             furthermore
we shared                                          lofty places
briefly for the essential thing
 Â Charon playing with pebbles
 Â                                        v
 Â                                            i
 Â                                                r
 Â                                                   g
 Â                                                i
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 Â                                        g



on depletion
 Â            fled the camel
derived from
bent thigh
collapsing in houses           how
 Â                                    easy
 Â                                     can
 Â                                      it
 Â                                     get

 Â                                 god sent
unforeseen things in                       the jingle jangle
in Attica                                         Eleusian spectacle

 all men eat fish except the Syrians who worship Astarte
 Â                                profitable
 Â                                  nature
 Â                             makes a killing
 Â                               transposing
 Â                                hog bristle
 Â                        horse mane tied together


 Â        these knees are brothers and companions in travel




I'd sooner serve pineapple booze
to the whores in Moscow bars

'you!'
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« Reply #36 on: November 03, 2006, 08:05 AM »
fling a maple banjo in the backseat
feet tapping fingers snapping

girl with the hitchhiker heart
careens toward Big Daddy

pink bandanas + spine-broken yellow umbrellas

the truckers at the PIT STOP
spin beef no-necked head-tops

racing racing disgracing traces chases

He's sitting on his erotic rock
conjuring uncorked red wine and
studded dog collars

road trip  neal cassady jack kerouac

ah, the beautiful, beautiful shared bride

Carolyn

two railroaded men in the bedroom

passengers a brunette with a night song
lip-synching to Tina Turner

visions memories omens
conspire and convene

in a non-dream in a fever-stream

a slipstream not far from Avalon

bluegrass lips chase each top note

be my man in Kentucky

bribes of Canadian whiskey

and doesn't she give good









alibi
which is not the same
not the same
not the same as a lie.






capezio shoes not broken in
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« Reply #37 on: November 03, 2006, 10:01 PM »
coffee acceptable break rules write at night under moon

like the painting add some spacebars                                   but then you have to think                                 sap on top of the oak tree outside my lonely window streaming time of flight beer miller light therapiss off

only on pbs

nature takes you places the movement huge lush

chimpanzees swim
like that0000000000000000000 0000000000000000 monk     rey                thats life ,..............;][=-09op0o90op0liiujhytgfrdrfgtyhujikolmnjhbhgvgfcdxszaqw2134
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coming to south carolina

avia
im a lumberjack didn't get it in the desert
fucked up..................... ..dead parrot sketch

on seven election night night rife with vulgarity sexual innuedo


nice piles of money

bye
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« Reply #38 on: November 04, 2006, 07:20 PM »
what is a

inn-u-edo

edo?

is that like
short

for electronic do?

or

electronic do do

see - edo edo

what is there to do

how about some

esex?

we both could be
e-c-e-n-s-o-r-e-d

do you think this is
stupid? or would that ebe

estupid?

there is an answer to this
just look in

eyour

email

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« Reply #39 on: November 04, 2006, 11:15 PM »
I did not know about this. Thank you for the post.
I really didn't even know this type of poetry existed.
Would be nice wouldn't it? Not to have any barriers or conditions to it, just write. '<img'>

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« Reply #40 on: November 04, 2006, 11:49 PM »
rrrrat tat tat rat tat

machine                        gun hum so what
i say so what isay its been a long bb-cue day 3100 yds abd lactate sets with funn girls and no availbility, goin down the road feelin

 Â                            bad. a good ol gd song

and my miiler high life Lite, lots of nonsensical literary crap

 Â                              molecules under the stars
 Â                                         coming from the stars returninig
 Â                   no witdrawal
no mountains
of gssssssssssssssssssssss aaaa sophie imprints the key board and
stares furtively and hums
 Â                                     purrs rumbles
 Â                             silently
full                                         moon ':yin:'  


':unclesam:'


zenophobia        

 Â                       jiffyunulingusdsyplasia obia

fear of
 Â                                                       getting  peanut butter                    omega fatty acid rich stupiod balance 50 cent                            cupound
stuc to the roof of my mouth

fear otoi                 angst angst miller
 Â                                       henry death of a voting
 Â                          machine under over easy
 Â                       eggs an a dead hen on your head
 Â              do you like my hat?
bye

 Â                      of course,  not zen poetry just a stitch, half pitched in the nick of time less ness
 Â                                       circle
electrons
now
in your brain, ha!
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« Reply #41 on: November 05, 2006, 06:55 AM »
dodecahedra

a solid figure with 12 equal pentagonal faces meeting in threes at 20 vertices
I'd sooner serve pineapple booze
to the whores in Moscow bars

'you!'
Mayakovsky