The lover 34
youthful energy sublimated,
Whats going on ?
A beautiful muse middle name Tanya
let me show you what i can do – (its starts quietly, it hurts)
maybe its all a video game.
there is no heat in this town I now respond.
All right maybe they are gone . then
” He means , he eats meets ”
From eight corners they shout , ” pick on someone you know ”
“Whats going on ? ”
” I love you Queen Quong. ”
She wants you to follow, she needs you
oppose her at the same time
thumb your knows at her.
Always love her, FOR her.
Shes is the fire in front of you.
meme art Nicki Minaj, Chun Li
when the sound of
anecdotes when the sound of words no longer works.
the dawn is young
and so alive
To Sun Ra
(Murder on the Orient Express)
“Captive Blue-Eyes…Alas we meet.”
– she laughs
smouldering cigarette smoke
climbs from cafe` counter to the ceiling
an ashtray tongue licks and breathes
dust curling and twisting outward & upward
like a good story.
“What’s your story? “..
– she winks
eyelashes curling and twisting
“Everyone has a story”
“I’ve had a thousands stories”
“they all end with my death”
“Time to write a new story”
— she nods
Over her shoulder The door blows open
original post may 2009.
“Here come the planes…” – Laurie Anderson
This silly saga is the 3rd episode to the dramatic work: “Erotic Agents” It won’t make much more sense but you should probably read the first two episodes at:
Erotic Agents first click here
Erotic Agents Episode 3
“I love the smell of vapor trails the morning”. — the army commander said behind his reflective aviator sun glasses , puffing a cuban cigar.
“These metallic birds”, he continued while waving his hand as if to swat at a fly, “they follow me whenever I go. They are my pets ha,ha… My familiars!…
I see you have a pet as well. your loyal pet gerbil there… what is his name?”
I am not a he, I am a she!” the gerbil stood defiantly on hind legs and spoke, “and I am not his pet, I’m his girlfriend”. Beverly wrapped her little fury arm around mine.
The commander just stared at me cockeyed, for a moment and muttered “yeah…well to each his own” and then peered… in a somewhat heroic gesture, off into the horizon.