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Protected: “Give Me a Mic”
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Protected: “Migaea”
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“Diver”
I’ve got the blow, the trigger, and the dog fish, Look out for the frog fish, the bat fish, and the cat fish. My whole back yard’s under the sea. Twenty thousand leagues. That’s how I’m free. I protect … Continue reading
“Empty”
Bottles, consumed. I rhyme, blind. I can’t see but lines. Empty bottles I write.
“Fast Thinking”
Instruments drown, This is too easy, Encompassed by sound, I start to feel sleepy, Eyes closed else running, My hand moves freely, I flow. They’re too fast. My thoughts, Can’s collect. Time to walk. On an about…
“Coffee Shop Jazz”
Here I am again this time, Among elders wondering what’s in their minds. As the caffeine rolls throughout our veins, Caressed by the jazz being played. Front row and center is the way to trance, Others stroll along and … Continue reading
“Rocks Roll”
Rocks roll with the oceans command, Blades of grass rhythmically run conducted by the wind. Frigate’s show patrol on jagged shoals.
“Streaming”
This stream state of unconsciousness. It comes about. Sometimes I’m around from the corner asleep and walking through my head. Flow.
“Chain Locker”
Flaking chain, flaking chain… That’s the name Of the game That I play…. Anchor wash, anchor wash… Ear plugs on Bring the shots I’m feeling strong…
“Drive by Truckers”
Drive By Truckers. Stage side insight, I write. Rosemary in charge She rules the road… Toads fall from the sky. Mine-eyes never cry, My soul aches, Crosses roads, And purple scarves flowing in the wind. Too fast to look, Took … Continue reading
“Why Did I Go”
Why did I go? My soles to you. Gunnips Creativity breeds… Blank pages seem to show us the way, Line by line we play. Let it out, you can shout. Blank pages tempt me, But I am trying to write … Continue reading
“Catch the Scribbles”
I just move my hand, And, Try to catch the scribbles. Labels and turntables, All having rhythm.
“Music Next to You”
When I’m lying next to you, I hear music that doesn’t exist. My hands moving perpetually It’s you they can’t resist. I want to do this again, When it’s raining and cold outside.
“Tone it Down”
I keep getting told to tone it down. They say I’m crazy and don’t want me around, But You know that I bring the party when I come to town. So go grab your people and come hear the sounds.