Wednesday, August 28, 2002

compression repression

compressed and repressed. designed to have flaws and lack of liberty laws. mounted on the muffler and wavering in the wind. restless in the rest home. weary from the way and wondering when we'll be there. stranded off the island with no straps or bagel bags. the concrete dreams develop and there is no meaning to divulge. blank and bold, his heart's been sold for an empty bucket of gold. bring back the mandolin man and the city fuel fire.

Saturday, August 10, 2002

dragging the dragon

whipped cream and sandwich dream...sounds like a bar none course on how NOT to develop an atom bomb. the dreams and visions keep coming without relent, without a tent. the dis and the dat and the ratatatat...brining home the bacon without a skillet to put it in. the money stays at bay and cost costs more to pay (than ever before). the waiting minister says to his sister...i didn't mismanage the funds, I only became a brother before the war. i was a staple at the local rendezvous point. i was running the joint. it doesn't make sense to you but i understand. the captain was left standing there dragging the dragon.