WATCHING THE EVENING NEWS
Freedom bad news and enough is enough

A dog was yapping at the patty I was stuffing in my mouth
Some guy said you look fit you deserve it
A lady yelled adorned and I was on my way 
Is that how flash in the pan works

Are you still looking for poems for the next zine? Is there any theme or vibe, or length you need?

Two people went after that cat
triplication liberationista
canistel


Tell me a little about that piece
Why do you write poetry?
Who is your biggest influence?
What does poetry, the written language mean to you?
We reread books a lot and the experience is different, how do you feel the experience is different or not of rereading your own work?
If you could write one thing the whole world would read what would it be?


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Mourning Records
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Cassette - T319C
Case - CB09

Something else comes along
Just another one aging
Think about how many ppl you contain
/do you go through the stories or scroll?/



As the society becomes more and more fragmented into specialized social groups, it becomes increasingly difficult for the individual to find a common base of sympathetic identification and communication with fellow human beings. The individual’s life becomes segmented into many specialized selves, and the opportunity for conflict between and among the different parts of the self correspondingly increases.

hitching home
then a new thing
The spelling bee broken
Spinning in another dimension now
At all cost we must go home to heal
Nobody wants to play their cards 
Landing on another planet
disconnected
The mind and flesh of another
Going unsteady
In a knot
Put yourself in their shoes

ALONG THE HOME STRETCH
It’ll rub off on you
I’ll read your poem again in the morning 
Workshop 9th
Montreal 12-16th
Creemore - September
Windsor - Oct 
Keep imagining the possibilities 
Raking through half baked ideas
Reaping the benefits of our diversity may take a very very long time as acceptance continues to slowly expand

DIM SUMMARIES
Use together for sharing
When all the phones were out
After all those years she still bent down and picked up the feather
Just how I communicate with the universe 
Who was heathcliff
When I worry about u it 
I’m over it

MISSED CONNECTIONS
Seen into those eyes before
Vaping on e bikes
You get used to having strangers in the house
The acts of service we live thru
/They are so ridiculously adorable/
A Babylon for Robins
Butterflies wrestling against evergreen foliage
Hot air rises
An owl spooks
Every measure of animal
/he was in on the joke but there was no joke/
Kleenex box falls

I have a lot on mind I’d like to get off my chest so I can rest properly it’s been over a week since you dropped this bomb on me and I’ve been in a tailspin since, and now you’re still avoiding me… Please don’t make any assumptions about what I would  like to say or talk about you know better than most I’m capable of a lot of things with my words.  I’d like to see you, that’s it’s doesn’t have to be a heavy conversation rn.
Needs must
Needs must
Healing can crawl like a baby
The best part is you’ll be a kid a again soon
Proximity to your pain should be familiar, a prick that you’ve inflicted… just the right way
You’re the only one who can play the song, every rotten rendition 
Repeating…And refreshing like genetic conditioning  
We’re on the end around it seems
The subtleties are in play 
Bet u made this cage

THAT BLACK HERON DAY
Slow routine 
Green streak rather than purple
Authentic cheat codes
What’s trending in nature
It’s Tuesday
Your body heat is breathing 
thru my window, I don’t want to close it, I want to feel even closer to it
Near
Dreams deleted

YOU'LL NEVER FORGET THAT VOICE
A state of unaware
A good nite to rant to the raven
That inherent voice
As long as you trust you I do 
What is true is what is present
Around the way girl
Those bloomers
A 2 player game is only half the fun
Today is a new day
Alliayah
It’s Monday
Out of one world, into the next 
The Truth is written in private; isn’t it?

IT'S NOT EVERYDAY YOU HEAR SOMEONE SPEAK THAT WAY
Some things you get on with 
with Some semblance of bliss
Maybe thats it you just gotta spit it out
Stay in tonight

THE VISITORS INN
It only happens once but you say no it doesn’t define me when it’s the good times and how awful when not

A point of consistency

Things falling down here
Fleeced on cover

I think I wanna check it out because I can’t possibly imagine what it’d be like

Like dial up internet
I could send u a questionnaire 

A sequence
Thirst quenching 

The message delivered in different ways
You had me at  r n b
Assets divided equally
Who’s your lackie

Where do you drop the pin?

Just past the intellectual capacity of a Luddite 

The Scarborough invite 
just like that

Born again like cashmere

U just can’t imagine 
The story left out

I thought Otto would hear my lock as I left this note by your doorstep
Where I last saw you
Months ago 

Nearly a year ago in our last chapter
After the poetry and jazz
Of the ship sailed

Days battled and battled since
Remembrance foggy mist
Like tonight

I pass often wishing I could 
just knock on your door
See you once more
And squeeze you more
Feel loved by you in that way a little more

It’s just complicated
Not buried necessarily
Those versions of it aversion to it
And every day that rained sleeted or snowed after that
The implications of what happened
Mean this won’t happen for some reason
But Winter season Spring season Summer solstice even I still bike past
Hoping I’ll bump into you

What happened to you?
Whats it’s like for you?

To sit here and write to you is so 80sitcom romcom who’s the boss

We didn’t know something 
There was something there 
and no one left

Nothing there and everything that
Never happened 

Dancing that never happened
Mexico City — Santa Fe that never happened
A collage of us that never happened
Like time never happened and back to the present tense looking upsame steps up into that madness left
The only memory left a blanket statement stained on everything the maid can’t get out no matter how hard scrubbed scouring for answers and sunlight those arbour days arbitrary for those not paying attention the unplugged types captured as we called them did you get caught what occurred that day in May or December how is dismembered from the anatomy of our astrology body can we at least agree on the rest we needed from this so intense sometimes so surreal lifetime that just flashes by four years of what of what for love or nothingness or is that the same thing next time I’ll email a questionnaire Ive been living with what happened instead of with you all those secrets surrendered rendered on a platter in the aftermath and the play before scenes cut and uncut counting forget me not in the garden and then forgetting me completely blacked out for months hearing me across a murky channel or echoing pain unseen over the phone all alone again and against everything I wonder what you wanted I wonder what you want and what I can give and what there isn’t ever since the day we met and I’ll bet you don’t have an answer after all this time I know I don’t but I wonder if that is just the answer we’re looking for 	we’re all just trying to get out of here in one piece
always
Contradictions
I hope you don’t lack conviction
You guessed it, you get it
Something somatic i bet
You never get out without a bump
Always an awesome itch to scratch
Never mine, seeking nirvana now
Isn’t this a dance?
Putting the words in different places 
Another performance act?
Let’s cruise along this contradiction we find ourselves in 
Crucify or fix it 

FORGET
I could stroll all day with you
And not even leave the living room
Believing
So much you can’t say so much unsaid
Key point I didn’t leave
And u never left
Something was just left in the door
Hanging off a star 
burning from the sun
The breeze feels good 

So in terms of doing an actual cassette here are some thoughts and points:
You can record from Mac to cassette easily, which means anyone can send us a recording however they like.
We would then have to edit them together onto the cassette
We’d then have to duplicate the cassette, there are a few places that do it we can look into
We would have to design the rest of the jacket

TO RECOLLECT
Ironically ed hardy
Broken controller
The last one chosen
Telling me it can’t be you
That vision
That visage
Imagine being that lucky
Must be haunting
Mysterianism
every Delusional decision 
each Heart wrenching incision
Slow slow tender
 a sitting duck that needs babysitting 
I’m Bugged

OR CALL COLLECT
Choose which mood to wear today
Loving whatever is in front of you
More or less
Evenly distributed 
a mom and pop operation
That’s the constant right there
 a sloppy hangover 
a hamburglar
or Quiet Day 
Trying not use the word never 

FOR A LOVED ONE
You tell me
Uncontrolled motivation
Quality impulse 
One crazy moon
Sauntering 
squandered
Or Wandering 
Just being me
Or is the idea of you dubious
You tell me 
Less and less
Fast and slow
Vividly as we go
by Default

SAVE A QUARTER
for a Popular person
U already know I wanna do it
shoot a Gutterball
Share my world

USE THE YELLOW PAYPHONE
And just like that
What a rock
Build your own castle
of Dubious circumstances  

PUSH YELLOW STRIP TO REQUEST STOP
THIS IS THE TRUTH SAYING THIS IT
epic today
I’m sure you know I miss you in everY SINGLE way 
but THIS IS precisely the point 
The invisible things that get to you
I Would rather pain accept me with open arms
guiding MY meditation
driving the bus to transcendence 

PLACES
I might as well be wearing your shirt
Or one leg of your pants 
Doing a belly dance
In your kitchen 
Stuck on you
Drive in movie 
False security
Wet echinacea
It just wears off
There’s your answer right there

DANGEROUS
When u consider the implication
Of chance operations
Contingent situations
We pull ourselves outta line in different ways
walking and watching the moon glow
She might have a snake collection
Then the doubting shit starts
Alll red tape

VISITING
Keep pokin around til you find something, then you’ll want to find it again 
Outstanding economy 
Solid ground 
You want everyone onboard
Centered
Puddles lining the corridor
Meeting on a spectrum close to the middle
with More questions
Hating what everything means
Realizations
Every seven days these things swan in
Always making an entrance 
Here today, gone tomorrow, tell me about tomorrow
All I need is free day's grace 
To rest my brain on a pillow 
I don’t even watch the news I can see it on everybody’s face 
They bridge us to another world

NO MISBEHAVIN
A dog walker
Use that most of your for something good
/it’s unique I never tasted anything like that/
How’s it being recorded
Panopticon
Almost one bad step
Better a step towards aloneness even in together 
We’ve penetrated the core
Not often granted these moments 
Feel free to fill dead air with your despair
A day will come when you’re never asked about the past; you’ll be too present 
If there’s something wrong with the body the earth will fix it
Try to have something to show at the end of the day 
It’s not exactly clear why this part of the process is taking so long
We must have been fooled around the same time 

ON A BETTER NOTE
I want to be pretend like none of this exists 
Holding your hand walking into the abyss
Some god awful slope
In other words until someone tells me  i can't do it
I was hating myself running by railroad tracks
Beside the racing train 
Thinking about it again
The spray paint always looks the same
Name after name tagged 
Behind the chainlink fence 
You come across rabbits sometimes but nothing ever really happens here
It’s just a place where everything disappears 
I hear some Barking in the distance
Happenstance when you think about it nothing I normally witness
A camper (perhaps as I mentally relapse into what they might need what they might want from me) an emergency urgency 
I’m mostly worried because I’m on the way to work
A  dog leashed on the street is different than a dog by the tracks
Stopped in my tracks by a bloodbath (but you never expect a bloodbath)
They asked if I could help
Said this never happens, they’re here all the time and nothing like this ever happens 
He heaved in and out
Skull
My thoughts weaved in and out of the last time rigor mortis stiffened up me up
Remember You just do it
Hard or soft
You just do it 
Blood and bullshit
You just do it
65 lbs All the way to car
Maybe to the morgue or
Just another scar
I Wash the blood off and keep running
to work
Thinking nothing ever happens here but the rabbits bring good luck 

BEGIN
In an oasis pit
with Shorter Days
Brief self interviews 
Getting to the bottom of something
The sun grating
That naïveté
Not quite placing it, not quite pacing it 
Some butterflies like to show off
Good and bad thoughts get their hooks in 
Solitary seasoning  
the advent of the age tasting life
And organic stasis that avoids a state of crisis
The cardinals are going crazy 
outside of your window
I miss looking  out

LET THE GAMES...
Something like that some people like it
/he’s got blue collar job a pension. He’s an iron worker/: oh so he’s a man!/
There literally someone staring at me
Open dialogue
Questioning inception
Either way I have to cross that road
I would have been smoked out of the cracks otherwise
Perhaps I’m more than i thought 
The words are clear but the path is cluttered 
a walking lost plot 
a Jiggypoke 

THE WEEKEND
How do you live with just Might happen
Talk to me if you’re a visible minority
The way you’d say titillate without giggling 
Juggling Marxism 
If we’re not certain what good is and bad is that is
Unexpected Transformations
Duty Free
Security measures
On guard
Juicy questions to ask
Like a mop on a floor
Might be one of those things other know better than I do
Stinks of anxiousness
The funny uncertains
Stop stop stop
How do we do this ?
Try not to embarrass yourself
Dating your aspirational self
Two factor authenticity 
Then it’s surreal the way u wanted it
a normal wasn’t working song

THE END OF THE WEEK
Semi terrible
A real bronco
Aloe and echinacea needed
Speedy lookin beauty
It was the kiss in Camden at the beginning that did it I know it
They turn u into them
Just the way you want to 
A light and no bugs
You said I spoke poetically
Then left me
Worth a conversation 
A back rub
That’s the dicker (bargain)

intimate scream
Healing
feed me the moon
Leave blanks
symptoms of dreams I don’t discuss

"According to Marjorie Perloff in her book Frank O'Hara, Poet among Painters, he and Williams both use everyday language and simple statements split at irregular intervals"

NEARLY
All the attention in the world needed
Beheading and bedazzling sunflowers
Letting so many things go
 is Half the fun
That might have been their first kiss
Asking for problems answering problems/questions
/you know I wasn’t like gross I was just stating the facts/
If you have to hide you’re making bad choices
Maybe you’re more turning point than ending 
Healing within the healings
What ever you haven’t done before hasn’t been done 
/where’s that?/
/how do you like the music here/
/roles are reversed/
Whatever today was
Cash only for cassis
Basically wherever it goes

A Coming of Age
Soft rock enraging
Like clockwork
Facebook stories

I’ll take as much daylight as possible 
The blindest date
Looking to claim the prize money

Bounty
Bouncing endlessly 

WEDNESDAY DRESSED LIKE THURSDAY
Kind of a trip
Pulverizing the pavement
/no no it’s not gonna be like that/
Changing player starting 11
/this one is like a brown skin woman/
/so I can’t hate on it they all treat me well/
Why would you not get to know everyone while you’re here
Just a little extra
A biopic of the poem
And to say it
Just early work
You just notice them you don’t know them
You can’t be everything
The block is still hot 
/that’s what a good friend should do/
Dressed like a referee
Annihilated by the anatomy of it all
I’m sure they would not think very highly of you 
 something to try

Tuesday Impersonating Wednesday
Remembering anyways
/that’s my number/
/it’ll be fun/
to Make it up
symbolize 
then Delete

IT'S ONLY MONDAY
How are things on the home front
You’re about to discover so much
It’s a lot to know right away
CHRYSALIS
MOONSHOT
SLEEP SICK 
SANDWICH INTUITION
and SHIN SPLINTS
Ahead of Season
Bursting with flavour 
Honesty
Hope
If it’s marigold I’m sold 

IT'S NOT GROUNDHOG DAY
What time do we got
Social day
The bats are out
/who are the lucky people you’re with/
Red hots
Forget me nots toys or tots
Every line is secret so say it 
Laconically speaking 
The noise is endless
You saw it too
We’ve taken a few wrong turns with a bit too much giddy up
someone with spare time — are u drunk enough mate?
The last time I was here I had quite the time 
Tell you what I’ve got a better idea
Each day is a poem not a problem 
act when someone is real
Call it what you life
Lullabies 
we had

IF YOU WANT TO
Organic occurrences 
Synthesized sounds
These things are everywhere
/you’re way overreacting/
So hot for your shit
the mystery is gone has long since passed 
Time to let go you’re activating my ego
It’s a crazy thing you can’t do much about and you’re the crazy one you can’t live without  
You never have anyone figured out least of all yourself 

YOU CAN GO YOUR OWN WAY
Nature But not  real butterfly
A loop of what the hell does that mean
Ottava rima
Casement
Reflections
I guess that’s the crazy thing
This shit is gridlocked
The blinders are on
The posh lot always find a way to put ideas in your pocket
The flowers look different to everybody
Might as well do it to death
 enjoy a silence sandwich 
Client facing for Vital Impulse Agency
 

ACCIDENTALLY
Good choice 
Sleep it off
Symptoms of deeper issues
Permission to be ignorant 
Left alone
There’s some power there
Stuffed under the blanket
Just you 

Please kiss and tell
the Broken Clouds
 fluttering in it
the rain from 
my dungeon
indubitably

Oldish.ca

Sweeping promises - hunger for a way out

Those leaves were once love
Don’t forget the earlier part of the (their)story 
Art is autobiographical or biographical 
I’ll perceive these words differently tmrw
You might need the same pill for the same date time place 
I’ll offer you a sight line into my mind
disassociating in private 
The nexus of nobody 
We’ve been converging and departing from the start 
Nine more minutes of this nonsense and we’re back to the same staggering jazz collection of thoughts bass drum kick and the lot 
Excavate your days and hier your own glyphics 
i won’t stress about being too specific 

mostly method acting
Deep breathing
Plucking independence 
delectably Kissing it 
Always in the right place to be
Maybe we both miss each other but we know it’s right
so we're mostly method acting in the meantime
adapting New Habits
 signs of self confidence
 shelter
Turning into flowers lilacs in fact
  running into oxymorons
 not to be corralled 
 

HOW MANY TIMES CAN YOU SAY THAT?
Self employed tourists
Hellbent on my transcending 
Classic in a sense innocence
They could totally be blind to it
Who’s fault is that 
When did you think about it last
I wanted a hug
I got it
If you write anything down it’s most likely poetic
You don’t climb the mountains the same way
They’re also making it up
Stars are elusive 
New Friends
On the outside looking in 
Pulling flowers out of the ground 
 functioning a verb not just a noun
Company Flow
Let’s keep an eye on the proceedings and we how things go
Love is lawless
Wrestling with my thoughts in a strange arena
I hope I’m not spoiling your routine
A lot of good things come out the soil 

APPEARANCEs can be deceiving
Coincidence performance
Wearing deers antlers
Caught in spiderwebs 
Patio Laterns playing 
of all the songs in the world
/I know what I need to do/
Doesn’t reall make sense to be stuck to the same you
Chewing spearmint bubblegum
When it could be 
Still get that let down
Pick that scoops me up
Totally d I d 
did I do that
Who said it better my inside 
Or my outs
Sorta how it works
Using thick and thin skin
That kinda predicament
You’ll only hear get out here 
Wrap it up
Use the shitbox amenities
Pools a plenty
/I’ll keep my eyes out for the novel/
Walking on the other side of the street 
We never meet
It’s a sexy distance
Dreaming through another day 
the decisive line
To each their own idiosecrecy

MAKING A CAMEO APPEARANCE
You could always make that sound
That would Make me fly
Thinking about it
Oversinking in it
Why look behind
On the other side of how are we?
Sounds spooky
Hiding it
Inviting it
The whole in between thing
Right there in the middle
It tastes good eating secrets
secrets not surrendered
Another hound to be found
At the pound
You have to dress like relish
Squeeze the bottle tight
Then let go
Doing every possible dumb thing
Wisely 
By spicely gaslighting memories for as long have you’ve been occurring
Be alone and tell yourself good things
And grin at the bad
With private tears
In majestic light
You have to imagine what it would be like
After the heat rainbow of hello/goodbyes
Being seen is an eternal cameo inferno
Finders keepers seek in the dark
A mid week flare up
Aligned with the stars 
And a welcome mustard sun
If I just move this way maybe she’ll 
notice me 
make that face you used to
That made me think 
you wanted me for more 
than just a cheap hot dog.

Everyday an inch or a mile
So you just gotta smile
Welcome the Sun  
Bullshit artists 
paint 

AN IKE QUEBEC ALBUM

Remember in the morning when the weather was different
/they think critically at least/
I need to rest before I can see more
The metal might rub
Just finding balance
One More night

mocking grim death
like A hard boiled  detective having Clandestine smokes
Sashaying

The last time a rose grew here it died
broadcasting my fears

Worried I don’t know how to be worried 
Walking right with two left feet


Somewhere along the way, being interested in someone became being as disinterested as possible
 

Each physical feat seems to be an examination of aging
these mad thoughts can be stashed anywhere 
Restless for another realm
this is a summer night
The breeze is helpful 

SOMETHING DARK, SOMETHING BRIGHT
It’s about living with someone
I could write this poem forever 
Endless demolition
I was just running into the wind
It could turn into they’re just a friend
Depends on the mood
Is it the going downhill part
Cerebral tenacity
The fabric of the evening
/I think I’m just trying to like/
measure of tension
Abstract reflections
The music has gotta meaning something to someone
The song is important for a reason
Stained with maybes, hampered with have to’s and spin dried why nots
Now everyone’s got a bright idea
A problem in each pocket
Eyeballs on things, Miles off the plot
The wide circle is Saturn
 Just one of those days?
banging on the door, laughing  at a guess
No no not that
The dark arts work together, following eachother like rnb minute by minute, thigh to thigh
Let’s talk about stressing
Let’s talk about material gains loving,whatever is good, whatever is good, good 
Sporting philosophy 
Who isn’t temporary? Yesterday today, an hour ago, a minute ago, this second these words are temporary 
Apparently peeling away 

Something silent, something long
Let’s say they were a therapist
The order of operations 
Superseded 
three year Existential Horror 
I’ll meet u behind door number 3
Happily unhinged
I need time to turn these (your) words
there are at least two suspects in the homicide of my mind
Somewhat available; never fully never not 
They toasted us
I ordered a midlife crisis ages ago where on earth is my ego?

Feels Like the Solstice
Soft chins smiling locked jawed looks
In the cold light of day
In the sober /light of day/
What kind of date would I have with your ex and why are they called your ex if they just stood there
What kind of reductive blanket statements 
Would make sense this time of year
An odd kilometre to say the least
your body recording the topography 
Based on a little information
Making selective adaptations
You always remember where you found those flowers
The pitiful words used yesterday 
that Sting in the suns rays 
 enlightenment 

To Practice
closing the book
Play the poetry card if you’re in flight
How like to know who’s driving that car
Who burns a church down
Bark that looks like bark
License to be cryptic 
Thatt try says a lot about me 
Starts with diy
Can’t afford to subscribe 
Die Hard
In your own backyard
with the cardinals calling
Comfortably off kilter
We have some time to kill
in overcast behaviour 
writing the story The course is nauseating 
Extrapolating each touch
of the  clock  Taking the sun into account when making decisions 
This is a fact finding mission written in fiction 

From Theory
How about That buffer
You’ve had some electrolytes and a wobble
When you sit in a space and it changes 
Fluffy dogs
Throngs of bombshells trying skateboarding
Stomping around in new balance
Old Habits
Hurt
Skipping the instruction book 

The Transition
Squalls 
Way way too visceral 
You already know what it feels like king sparrow
Sapsuckers woodpeckers and downies
What if it all ended for them tonight
seeing

the word grave never is never alone it sleeps in a yard or clings to danger
Hearing madness loud and clear
Living my life is part time option
That’ll be that one shot that I’ve got
Just East oh here
That kind of day, that kind of way
All good prioritizing my peace
This might be place where hipster come to die
Embracing the stains
on an Aimless stroll

“Truth and seeker cannot exist together" 

Like the market
loosening the scripture 
Smoke shows and potholes
Not like that would be anything to say
I love the grapevine 
Breaking out
Beforehand or something to that extent
Talking to the rocks with sharp edges
 Breaking Out
Breaking down the pieces 
Brawling Model Home(s)
Manual Scrolling 
In a digital world 
On the level  We know 
or feel; rarely both 

Love is a shadow of alertness, of consciousness. Be more conscious and love will come as you become more conscious.

Thoughts crowd
the easy things  to believe with the fellas around 
Thumbs up from a stranger
paradigm shifts
/what’s she’s telling you could be totally true or totally false, that’s where we’re at/
Contrived durability 
Planned obsolescencent facts
Buying the kids ice cream with that five dollars 
Holding hands they’ll be okay
Let’s talk means the conversation is already over or happened in your head
What’s the over under on explaining and apologizing 
How full is your cup?
your Internal-net
For Believing bleeding
speculation
Floating inside 
My heart is an internal floatation device 
guess you Don’t hold your breath
 

“Real love is always in the present. Egoistic love is always either in the past or in the future.”

Gets Loud
Absent reflections
Adding to the trash 
Oversleeping hipster Easter
Dozing on Seasons or people
Kissing a grumpy little kid in the mirror
Jaw dropping fortune 
A handsome short 

"The man who loves himself does not love his reflection, he simply loves himself. No mirror is needed; he knows himself from within… If there were no mirror would you become suspicious of your existence?"

Silence (gets) Advanced eyes see less The uncomfortable nature of growth Consistently Wrong Tormented, torn, a thorn A faux open road that sEES Dealers money Bartering for a piece of me A MEME Too paralyzed to bark A net negative in disguise A perfectly plotted demise Speaking to shadows and opt-ins, w few options Delusional compliants I have many complaints A collection of damage WITH a semblance of self pity In that free jazz category What came before won’t define ME but it’ll have some shit to say
The world is having words with itself The silver lining is the seasonal stasis
TakING rough theory’s with smooth ones Naturally loving whAT I hated at first and hating what I loved at first RecordING the whole thing Life seems to be the case with everyone Nature I WISH I’D seen you today.

Black Mirror – “The National Anthem”: Continue Watching?

Whenever

However 

a Milieu 

you'll Find more Flowers

Fruitions

that’s the problem

swinging at some high cheese

 Counting sheep 

in a mind blank

Body snatched

Safe haven

For scale .

At its worst
Unsolved mysteries 
Maybe it doesn’t make the cut
It’s down isle 3
by The candles
take The cake 
Anne Waldman

Freedom
A real Cindy Lauper
You kissed me last night 
Always accept the rejects 
Good Teamwork 
Close to the skin
Free Time 
Very peaceful at the moment while everyone is still setting up
The cats crept out of the gate
A crazy accident
A Pauly Shore
Common problems
Nobody home
A pulmonary wound by the pound, sold by the dozens
Power lines cut
when the Price is just Right
It’s ever so slight or a slight of hand the final place we land

At Best
Oasis
A trend forecaster
My emotions don’t stick around too long
U need at least one golden era 
Lip Service
Rational to a point 
The Jackpot 
You gave it your all
That’s the way the cookie crumbles
The ears to reach maturity 
Something to survive 
Another image with it
It’ll come along

Abstract 
Bbb
Triple doubles
Every shade of evening
/they spawned from the same bar/
Smashed melon
No going for the sick baby
There’s no passing that dog 
A friend of mine is hosting a DISH 
Salvaging
The losers
The beetles are following each other
Something smells of sarcasm 
Sleeping in these genes 

It’s a new thing
Tic tax toe
Take the sidewalk it’s faster
/is that that guy/
/there’s like a million bars/
Funsavers
Puppies eating ice cream 
Finger pointing screams
Messi do not rags
Just the right time for bubbles 
Kinda euro vibes just flashes by 
Time like that
Ping ping snoopies and stiffed tiggers partaking
Umbrellas ponchos and bucket
Hats shaking like kfc
Played like a disco track
Playing a piano and constantly adding new keys
“Immersive nostalgia therapy “

The Next Minute

Followers Online

All kinds of insurance agents
Talking in Circles
Talking Out Loud
Reading Out Loud
OPEN
With Friends
Speaking Out
Unfinished Business
Tattoos
Short Sleeve Reading

Sweet Talk

What a salesman

A real zip liner horror drama


Always a good party trick

I guess I can’t unsee it

Life is a long breathing exercise
Paying the bills and perpetuating the problem 
They’ve certainly fooled everyone 
One unconscious decision to another
social intangibles and entanglements to grapple with
The meltdowns show up first 
Unfortunately meant for the male gaze
A world of wants, I wish, I coulds
 A fight to the death for actualization

it's a thing
Choosing
Always picking
Conjuring Panorama  
Part of the horror picture 

One Minute

5 dollar chips

I don’t  remember where I got that book but it had some good shit to say

Skipping time

Speaking to insecurity discreetly 

Like Santa Claus

Pages of stage fright

Rolling Stones roaming home feelings in the bones

Jaywalking squirrel 

Fulla Hello Goodbyes 

Make sure you wear something comfortable in your skin

Evaporating shadows

Two octaves to go through 

Maybe i should walk on by 

We’ll get on like a house on fire but my house is on fire

Bennie Green Glidin Along

No embarrassing member card


“Cricket’s tale does have a happy ending of a sort, when his ghost is given a house by the Fairy with the Turquoise Hair (as the Blue Fairy was known in the book.)”

A TBD sequence

Do jazz hands come into this  tomorrow we can’t see

To Me

Earl Bostic 

City living and dwelling 

Situated meliorism

Grounded with a falcon

Lonesome. Monsters bud Osborne 

How do you even navigate that?!

Situations   

The Past

Radical departure
Doing everything to get away from nothing, taking swipes an invisible ghost
miffing A heavy page
This job is an act
a scene seen by many
Rhyme and repetition
Hunchback drummer keeping time, maintaining pace
Settling the kerfuffle
All that jazz is cookin food, the shit needed on my plate aligned with my taste buds

Mystery 
/So close to where I live/
habits stick to habits
Live it to the bone
The answer is in the struggle 
Time to start the show 
Episode number 3
with a Tone of espionage 
Whatever the case is isn’t the case we know that’s what the case is

a free jazz thing
Incidentally 
Quitting right before the hill
the Assortment of detailers 
Age like wine
do not let your star fade out
Somebody saw me, now my heart hurts
Taking myself for walk
It’s possible to complain yourself to death
 
if Done gracefully 

How this all happened 

Each art has different season
Seeing things in a better light
Each art has a different mood

"Putting it bluntly we could say that the people pleaser is a liar. It sounds brutal, but the people-pleaser is lying for poignant reasons: not in order to gain advantage, but because they are terrified at the displeasure of others".

Lessons

Equipped for it

What the high wire act will be

in this Bellyaching dastardly weather 

A lot of editing goes on, encouraged by all sides

Revelations 

Whatever it is

Will just take a second 

Random things going here 

Letting the grass kiss your ass

Hardware foisted

Hungry to join or the thrill is gone

Buried beneath the tiers

Can’t be living split up like this

User experience

Grounded in intellect

Where things intersect 

Looking to be seen

The last monogamist on the scene 

seen taking a picture 

Todays proceedings its today I will also forget Every other part of me either isn’t silent or isn’t still Patiently awaiting the super bloom I’ve seen this script before Nonlinear revolutions Invisible zombies A Killdeer indeed Memory Lanes, blind alleys routine impressions this album stinks Sit tight Don’t forget your angles Mystery awaits The soundtrack will come together The act of figuring it out Sometimes sentences jog along my memory while words walk slowly.Theories backs and forth For a very long time we’ve got things wrong Free falling thru the net Reductionism Omits Inevitable social unrest If we’re only at theory practice will take some time Yesterday is impossible tomorrow is not What’s gonna to happen next? You find happyness even if it’s spelled incorrectly I want no more Nothings written in stone All we are is what we’ll never know

Time is Full of Blessings

Sky’s digressions

How are you meeting me

similar episodes 

Ongoing narrative

Lots not done

With Your Clock

Now is not a good time
Word speak to me grow out of me

Utility and futility

“The speaker highlights the fruitless pursuit of material possessions, identity through criminal activity, and societal validation”

Utility

Hectoring questions

1,111 nights
Lobbed into the bin
Not hearing a thing
arteries articulating, voices in motion
The (roots are) sweet valley lows, the trees are bitter mountain highs (underlying the sky)
Kindred spirits you’d love to meet but can’t provide for
Thinking about what to say next
Where you know is not the end
A moonshot is a moan shot a yelp at the heart
That emotion with no bridge
Using a new emoji
True to character 

Keep Pace

Slept through the rain
Not the feeling in the stomach that u want
Not a time to be playing we’ll see how it goes

Vivienne  West necklace on it’s not all let us it’s not all magic

Suspending wings on air suspense and words 

Barefoot contestants

Welcome Conversations

Leave(s) accurately

in a nightmare

Just one year of peace would be helpful 

For Your Swatch

Twisting the ribs 

Flutter ing wings to break

Interesting demand

Playing crocodile rock

The editor is off script

Can’t tell the difference sometimes 

Makes you go to bed early unapologetically 

All Done! 

There’s No Match

You know what it is you gotta say today
Knowing the reason knowing the way

Yesterday’s knows can really bury u

If u get caught up in that it can leave you crying in a trail

If they were losers
We’ll never see each other er means we’ll never see each other again

Gotta keep taking wrong turns
Everyone has their distances 

If you’re not flowing you’re not growing 

Innovative ways to stay running

The robins say one thing the cardinals say another 

When did you stop throwing yourself into it?

Playing whatever cards you have 

The assortment is staggering 

Add that/your Swirl
Dirty Sleep
Dirty Work
They’re looking for connections 
Trundling along
Freefalling landing in things that don’t matter how many things aren’t true
Two hummingbirds 
It really wouldn’t occur to you
You’d really have to know me to know how I’d want to say it 

Add that Spice

Endless demolition at dufferin and king
Seagulls gliding into the lake

Ain’t much shade around bbqing the stakes

The purple light of the irises concentrating 

Absurdly speaking spoken word
Ferns
Takin the piss like the rules don’t apply

The rhythm is painful

Maybe I need picking up

Parham Gold

Colour the world

While sleeping kids are screaming 
Issues are rising

Walking overshare falling over there

Narrowing down needs flowing downstream 

Seems to be working for them just fine

Maybe anything will happen

Wiggling the jenga blocks out
Broadly speaking/thinking out loud Jogging Around the track again

Windy cardboard gets you jumpy

Why can’t you sponge it up

Might have been expansive kinda like a matrix

Drawing teeth

CSI ing some shadows facades and woke witnesses 

These wEAR glasses those don’t, some SMOKE jackets some won’t 

they're Just Shy

Looking for pointers

 in living color

With Zinnias

Tight lipped about

Whatever you gotta do to find your chi is fine with me

This shot will pull you left and right

And that should tell you a lot about what happened 

Dressed like a method actor

It’s has to be for the warmth of others

Somehow completing the pictures

Be sure to get that group selfie today.

Catch up

In that Trial and error manner

Tending to what you’re not

Who’s watching the ever ending story

Going in for the kiss

Could Not Make It Any Harder

Reductionism

Idle time with the devil u know

Combating seclusion

Lost conduits of love

Nous allons 

Loose sushi 

Long summary 

Despair

Acronyms man’s titles

Stripped cups

/that level of energy is unmatched/

/he’s such a snowflake/

Sequestered fifth 

It’s always gotta be do it

So May things operate

Sound effects and ethics

Same silhouette 

Interesting Play

good Endnote

 fogged up over this

Pretty sure she’s Paula Abdul

Trumpets

Lots of ripleys believe it or nots
Forget me not notables

A wish is important not impotent

Its all natural 

How long

/you know what’s funny/

Who’s the queen bee?
Artifice

Amplifying voices

Didn’t ask for more than a walk and a hand

When you were warm playing with advanced filters

Went - still was was went

Maybe Not That Way

The circle is split

To each their own job
 
Maintaining a mass delusion 

These things will visit at peculiar hours

I really wish we weren’t mixed up in all this earth 

Old Growth

African violets

Emotive pillows

We by bother the lights

Appraisal Institute is in for VTS, asked to pay by cc/sent invoice, awaiting creative 

U know the dominoes

Interest is relative 

It takes a village
a Squeeze
to Bump uglies
Call me urgently  


lets swap
Theories backs and forth

Spring is in the air

Eating each to each lucrative at least

Managers wear street clothes employees wear matching shirts/ Jerks lurk professionally 

Spreadsheets and ac/dc

For all the worlds wonder being about that

Due diligence and compliance 

Street fighter Super punching the air

They were always there for you to call, you just weren’t in the frame of mind to and that’s okay; I don’t call the shots in relationships (at least no more than 50%)

I’m out of the city, grinding hard today 🤯

Knee buckling debacle

Aim the arrow further 

Never stop exploring 

I’m impressed 

Gotta go with the flow I guess

No time whatsoever to dither 

Caution to the Wind

What’s the weather report?

Love your seashores

Baristas working their bullocks off with a smile
South racket it’s just jazz

Suburban sections
Come prepared to the show

A majestic shot as the clocks changed 

Shaded succinctly day to day
The conversation always gets deeper 

 in a Bed of Roses

 thoughts.

Without

Rituals. 

How mAny have you got 

Tending the garden and tweaking the car
The evening geese

 The right time for some

Not the same model

Waning at least 

Another cool cucumber caught in bad weather

Eyes open Lips sealed floating beneath the bridge 

Set for a corker

Under the guise of global oblivion

Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore

The mood is the mood

No invites required

The soundtrack will come together 

Skewing where this is going

Every excuse in the world

to drop to your feet.   

 

Count
The days
All the things you want to do
Synthetic spring sounds some beaks have been in the ground
Black coffee all over you
A spicy motif with a trade off
A snake and a rabbit crossing the grave
Quick and slick
The ravens — always more Earth tones 
Debaucherous balance, an archaic gift
Typecast like bunk and chickless
How do you take a picture of a man on his knees
It’s a slippery slope to sleazy
The wars have only grown
Closed captioning:
(Grunts of efforts, panting)
(Groans of pain)
Banned from your inner child
Many wild options 
Count the new moons
It’s the Uze/Spring rhythm 
Mystery awaits
The Uze

Inevitable 

I feel like edge of your seat stuff
Meat stuff

I left myself traces of the inevitable 

Big talking say it ain’t so

A Goldfinch, a heron

Beautifully disheveled time stamps

Welcome Distractions

in a cordially cliche way

Kinda like whoops!

Bad RnB

Training wheels

Evolution is

Gap tooth cute Good mourning the loss of you

Kinda in the neighbourhood kinda in the know

Is the money itching your pockets?

How about the wet blunts?

Do the tulips wet your whistle?

How compliant to cry a bit it’s the least you could do

Call it depth perception 

Chunky heels

I do like to do things, the easy ones 

Evolution once or twice, keep what’s wrong with you close 

Reason capital B being

Those photos are an appendage and an appendix

Spicy cinnamon sticks that snap you like a twig

Evolution is on more time
One way street beginning with a possum crossing

Holding hands 

Evolution is 

A tenner at the pharmacy and back square one

Coming out in crutches and a graduating jacket 

:not to involve you

Opening the idea to the idea

Here to be me and everyone but me please 

(I’m not having a go at it I’m having a GO at it not a gi joe at) 

A Seed For Revolution

We don’t really see each other but I never forget a face

On the outside looking in

Lines bumping into eachother

Nobody can possibly know what you think 

I guess that’s why we look alike

Berries in the fridge

Telepathically linked

You hope someone cares about you just as much

Most go along having adventures in the balance

Justice and niche cries for help

Lots of oxygen for one sentence

Statements and sentiments 

/what should we do?/ 

with those berries I. The fridge bodacious boxes of wine  or spray paint in alleys

Do we need to do this thing with the puzzle pieces again?

/kinda like an island/

Who’s chewing that bun on the street at the “supper club”

/Jake’s looking for white chalk/ who’s painting the white chalk while we’re only posting the good times?

Objects in mirror are closer than appear

/launch into the details/

/Rasta culture on the island really spoke to me/


called "Drupelets" clustered around the center core.Aug 11, 2022

“Emily was a poet “influenced by transcendentalism and dark romanticism,” and her work bridged “the gap to Realism.”

Something Else
Address in a stressed state
  knowledge we lack continually pursuing
Each letter is acupuncture
Drifts develops dissipating
Letting go

Every Revelation is
Similar pain same place 
Same place different people
Stuck at the corners gum stick on shoes

Awful years, still here going in every direction 

Dust clenching remembrance 
Heel dragging dependence 

The mourning doves are the loud today

Shit on the fly

Hungry for the wrong things

There’s always that one thing that’s on the nose and missing

Like bad modern jazz notes

Free hand

Too much sugar 

Too much smoke and pyrotechnics 

My Emily Dickinson book is tattered 

My words are battered and after this I gotta come of age with some bright new revelations

Must love dogs pancakes and semantics

Please don’t bank on it

That deer caught in headlights look

Better to drag that moment out

Vitriol, Vulnerability, and Vulgarity

Intrusive thoughts are Organic by proxy

Some people get a higher rating

Spring classic

Routine 

Somewhat sober, somewhat sane

He looked just as lost as me

Impressions

Lot of blues missed

Dada

Picking up the traces

When you wake up in the morning do that thing u do 

Surreal Motivations
That wishy washy feeling
That invisible ceiling
Take what you can get and then say no
You lot are calling it the wrong thing
Sooner or later you’re so far from that you’re right next to it
The more things stay the same the more you guess

https://www.theartstory.org/artist/waring-laura-wheeler/

Temptations
Looking for anyone but you
A kid like me who wants to do that one thing differently 
Seen too much 
Know your audience
Jamais vous
Lookin at different parts of yourself
/that’s not even dramatic/
I can see that going this way and that

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grian_Chatten

Sensations
Gotta ask in the first place
Plangent
You have your charms right?
Masks in taxi uncomfortable sitting there 
Latent energy 
I miss your skin
20 minutes of this 
Oblivious 
Using it cruising 
No water in place
2 minutes left on the dryer
Remixing conversations from the day
Those thing in your head’s
Lyric waxing on the job
A Marx brothers job
Genesis like jazz back again 

A Slice of Life
Proliferate now
Are we asking the same thing of eachother now
Getting back to a place of asking the stakes
Move to a different letter
See how we traded places there
Okay Maybe
Either doesn’t need to be said or doesn’t need to be said that way
An ex is a hard indictment 
You don’t need any more content
The shadow of a bird concealed it
 take your chances with the sharks

Plotless Fiction
Some people prefer walking
You don’t want to find new weapons when you’re weak
Tulips and toys flowers 
Words in the wind speaking stormy weather
Missing pages
Incidents with seagulls flying, they get to do that — fly
The way we grow every which way

She delivered the message firmly, splaying her fingers out across the table as if displaying an invisible prescription….6 months for every year you’ve been together… That’s how long it should take to recover…from a break up… flippant + foreboding…To come up with such a ratio with a doctoral degree and in a relationship is beyond me… Brown thrashers are typically monogamous birds, but mate-switching does occur during the same season sometimes… Random facts seeking what is lacked… Apparently very Aquarian… The courting ritual involves the exchanging of nesting material….messy material, breeding grounds for trouble…dually noted…   The brown thrasher is noted for having over 1000 song types, and the largest song repertoire of birds…
 
Tried chivalry, now plz just call the calvary 

Males will sing gentler as they sight a female, and this enacts the female to grab a twig or leaf and present it to the male, with flapping wings and chirping sounds. The males might also present a gift in response and approach the female

during the breeding season, the mimicking ability of the male is at its best display

Talking
Kinda how the story is written and how the ones are turned
Reading all expectations of wait and see intently 
Tyrian
The Black Bird
The farm
/The business that I’m in/
Maybe it’s just holding the box
Passing 
/you know what it is?/
U don’t see u
The door is open to leave
taking up Space Tax
I’d rather not know what I’m doing on my own
Treat it like race day, you’re only nervous when you’re not prepared
Sometimes you linger in it sometimes it gets lost
I exist off nothing but an economy of words
A story in this sentence 
 a sailing navy blue ink blot
A mark on a map into oblivion
A knee as good as a shin
dipping in pool banter
A generation of fun savers and doom chasers
Canned good have an expiry date
 the eagle has landed in the right place
The although to my almost, the might to my maybe 
the same trippy practice
Could not think of a better time to stare into space 
Anonymous enough
There’s definitely a force field 

Walking
Jogging memory 
Growing character
The many of you
Too many good parts to the story
Crafting it
Still getting those nightmares about not graduating!
I wonder what that place will be called
Kinda know what’s yours
when you're Weightlifting lines
We bump into each other differently everyday  
Perpetually vogueing in the unknown
somehow Not lonely
Selective amnesia
overzealously

People are Peyote
Memento Mori
A trip
A tired account
Spoken out
Green velvet
Slingin some shit
Forgiven for going all in there
Revolutions
Orphic clippers
First you gotta figure out what operating system you’re using then find the manual
Turned heart not felt 
Some are coats and some are shoes 
Surviving niceties 
SWV so weak in the knees So Into you
Solo free write
Goes right thru it