6/02/08

dyspersal

he sits in his chair, the virtual space where jefferson confronted - his sons from lilith

the nightsaver, saved her night, basking in the glow, rapid retrofade - played at suicide -- offended, deleted --- piled on

detritus ---- got home, nostalgized ----- published - tap tap tap tap tap tap ------

nightcourt - no qualms - egged me on, hard boiled, egged him on - the nice thing about moshpits, it's very intuitive in the

pit, group mind/mindless flailing, nice flailing, disco ordination, binary analog, intergalactic planetary, not enough core

to be hard, note enough card to be whore, too much guilt to be hedonistic, too much fun to be moralistic



radioactive ayahuasca

it's hard to go to sleep in good company
i damn you for being so cool
okay, that's enough
enough!

strangers on a train
totally krossed out
do the hip

if you wanna battle
you better put a flower in my shotgun
shotgun



i dreamed that we were under attack
by tigers, lions, love, rapid rivers
we had to choose, it was so prophetic
you're gonna get one, resonance, turning the frequency knob
the buddha statuette stood, stands, stony
buddha didn't help

dyspersal
dyspersal

cough
chest pain
bruised, strained ligaments
sprained sinews

he hadn't thought of rhiannon in two days
it's in a chasm anyway
dyspersal

off the electrical grid
dyspersonal
ashphault
wellworn
running out of diesel
waiting for the next paycheque
to fix her broken windows
dyspersal
dyspersal
the son revolves around the sun
fkjdkkdkdkddk
so one day
he may beat the drum
a head
and // continue our beating hearts
dyspersed
our beating art



what did we learn, in the school of cruel?
what do we do with the drunken sailor?
tear his genitals from his body?
a suggestion almost taken
the joy, of taking a beating
leather jacket
should we jack it?
choke em if you got em
release the ohm
sweet starseed melodic bleed nullprogeny
what is it that we need?
grease and greed
we are all conflicted
but what we need is
connection
dyspersion
understanding
aspersion
peace II
point oh
communication
dry fetus on the ground
ugly
beautiful
something negative
something beautiful
bets
such is life
betting woman
chants
chance
good times
cracked ribs

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not paranoid when you should be just one of my normal keyboard improvisations, nothing special, except that it's recorded on a real grand.