I was thinking today how ironic it is that I am a Contributing Editor to one of the best blogs in the universe and yet my neighbor who has been published hundreds of times in traditional media forms has no concept of what a blogger does or is. I decided not to even try to explain, not yet. But she liked that I was connected to the Cindy Sheehan event and understood that it must have taken some organizing skills and tact to pull off. That’s a good start.
Since my interest in writing is mainly on the artistic front, here is a freebie, these are lines I’ve been thinking about in no particular order. So feel free to rework them into your own order, I’m a big fan of cross-editing and remixes.
They see me comin’
intrinsically challenged and oft aloft
like syrup saturday’s heavenly happening
Tell me what to buy just to suffer you
I’d do anything just to suffer you
mufflephone gets agroexpressive again
counting tempos in one point forever
like marriage
like this
here I’ll show you
timecarved lingering silhouettes sounding
on Moses and scraping like bark into history’s discordia
all hail sixstring leadfoot sparechange bucketsouls
which organic properties consumed you this evening
can I protect the horizon
can I salvage nature
or is this another pipe dream
screaming
I worked hard
took care of things
I worked hard
took care of things
no real reasoning
don’t suffer fools
don’t suffer fools or wooden nickles
single haired brush
microcosms in subtexts linked with html
with no promise of tomorrow
being there in cinnamon root and vanilla bean patience
music was the first MMORPG
landscapes flowing in temporary view
just like you
just like you
can you hack life without convenience?
can you stack a cord of wood tonight?
put up the hay when it’s 98 degrees?
find the least disturbing path?
consider your weight upon the land?
protect the water that runs through?
your spice is new
on my first chew
so warm and earthlike
oh god
