hody ho

"what was i thinking when I let go of you"- wilco Don't tell people about love. Don't tell them about the nights- you know the ones with the special kind of darkness Don't breath a word about that darkness, the kind that hasn't been felt before Speak not of the rage that comes as the small bird sings Ho do hody ho Don't "say" shit. Let them "feel" the love Let them feel everything Let them keep feeling the things that can not be described begining with your kindnesss

men in black hats the televison show you know what will happen nexb as the helicopter circles my nieghborhood. here we go get lost in fansty as the outside world keep going with its helicotors and crime and cops as we cope fiction take us away far away

Yo Art is wack

I
So do art for yourself

There
there
its not so bad,

not so bad at all.

and all critics and and fans
think they are right.

but who is to say.
what do they know

huh

whos right.
who will look at Gernuica and leave unimpressed
as a parent
sees thier childs first
crayon drawing
of mother
and chlid
and place
it there on the  fridge
while

Michelangeos;s Madana is is thousands of miles away
protected by security
and unavailble for public viewing
after
the musuem closes.

Dad will get up late at night
for milk
or a snack
see the art on the fridge.

and enjoy the treat.


II
remember that story
kids from castlemont
laughing at the screen
as the sadest moment
is reenacted
then thepress
the govener
the school gets a make over but not
thier minds.

He tells them he got kicked out of a movie
once.

I have never seen anyone get kicked out of a
movie.
ever.

all i can think I need to find that theater
the one that kicks people out
fuck-
that theater is the real news...

I.
the wild men of pearl jam-
pure engery

in the hearts
of the children listenting

as the
lead singer climbs
the rafters
jumps to his
death,
(a heroic death)
better that than
a kiss from a shotgun.

The singer jumps
the children catch him-
Alive

II.
 Kurt said
your band wasn't


MTV awards
there he was
possessed-
possessed

arms raised in a V
and the dead lay in pools of maroon below"

I still want that brown corduroy
jacket

that one song

there is that one song that i
keep hearing

it is sincere in its love
i want to share it with you
but its such sad song

it makes me happy

things have been rough

things have been rough around
here.

they have not been the kindest.

they have not been compassionate.

they lack human warmth or a mothers love.

In the schools there is a saying.

You get what you get and don't get upset.

okay I won't get upset.

But depression only leads
to not getting upset about anything
including
the end of breathing

I will breath and I will get upset.

When it get better I will hug someone.

I'm watching a movie
about giants

all teh physics have explained that
gravity makes it impossible
for giants to stand

Fuck that

yeah fuck gravity

I like my gaints
doing giant bullshit

break shit gaints
break shit

trainy

Chuga Chuga
Boom Boom

people all over the world
join hands.

Race is still an issue
some denying  all relevance to the politics of today
some finding conflict in it, looking for a fight

one looking to be right

but right about what
about who
about what

and
the politics of 
race is not on any
track going in one direction

it is a million diffrent events
happening individually
going in all directions

Chuga Chuga
Boom Boom

love will save us all
just close your eyes you'll see

My life is going to hell
and I blame you as if you knew what you doing.

You didn't,
which was the problem.

My life is gioing to hell
but i wouldn't you suffer with me.

Your insane and you made me insane.

togerhter we are insane.

You know how to survive and i don't
together we make a whole.

but my life is gionig to hell
and I can't blame you

IMA diggin
 you see,,
ina deep hole
dark hole
so you don't see

I need you,
whethere its god in a females
vigina

or god in her
kindness

a mother's love
not the
love my mother gave me.

Ima diggin a hole
like a grave,
where the last of my hope
is to be buried.

I love you self.
Help me out this hole i am in
when I look up I see light.

Ina hole
looking for this buired tresuarse.

Ina hole
half way to china,
with so many people maybe theyll have someone trying to find me too.

even if only

Even
If
Only

Should Never Fail
Should Always Nest

Should Sometime Stay

Even then
If then
Only then

yo yo gabb gabba

it is a childrens show,
or so they say.

it is a way of thinking.

shaping minds.

with song and color.

trapped in time.

yes,
it is a show for children.

and those young at heart.

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hang me
up
on your wall
like something
cool.
like someone
 you cared to look
at for a minuet or two
like something
"you"
like someone you'd
want to hang
around.

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There are thing is
Wish
Never happened but I don't have many example I could point to
So you say everything the way you see it
And you speak the truth for two an you see the world better than me
and you are slightly smarter even though I don't know nothing.

I rember
And I keep on
Remembering

To that club I am a member
Tha is all sometime the world doesn't resemble anything
on days like those you just
try to wear a nice shirt
and the girl who turns her head is never looking at you
But you don't mind cause you can pretend
and you havent seen family in the longest while
but that is allright because there's always
around
around when your drunk
around when your alone
around while your doing laundry or lying down
or tying your shoe
They know
And you still keep it all a secret.

live and die the same way baby.
Like a fucken rocket blown up or coming down one way or another.

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All good
things  come to those who
waited,
and time never fly by.
I've tasted wine turned sour by
time.

like this town.
this place. This dump
It has expired
like an old suit
patched on the elbow and
torn at the knee.
comfortable
but no longer
of any use.
and
"opportunity knocks
this is
my last chance
to escape
this humdrum town
to another place

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I said love,
I said forever
      I said the
       sweetest
words but
even honey
brings bees
with pointed
tails aimed
at me.

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of
all the if and why's
i like to think about
teh sometimes and the then's and the slightly
are the things
i'll keep
in a scrapbook..
it keeps you young
and pretty
even if the pictures
they are only of
shoulders wrists and ankels
the sighs of relief
disbelief and
dissatisfaction
all make sense
but only rarely
and only at night

when there
is no sound
only then can you hear it clearly

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I.
New age
new day
and today is still a long way
from a New Year


II
all really
selfish things vanish because
they finally decide to vacation


III
I've called you many names
many times
the names have held worship
and many times hey have condemned
many times I've
called us many
different things
none of them proud to walk
the streets alone
many names for so many
different lives
but always  you have answered to
 these names


IV
I called in hope
that this at least might build character
but I usually am
wrong.
This time it just seems to go nowhere
The place where I met you and the place where you
left me.


IV
Death to the liars
the cheaters the selfish
and arrogant.
Death to them all except
for me.


V
Nine dollars is
what I need

I have all but Eight
and there are worse spots to be in.

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I was placed by random chance
in a place far far from
my own bed.
She too was placed
near.
down a hallway
down a way
down my way

and
how the words
fell out of my mouth.

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It all went to his head.
Inflated.

(more than usual
and hart to ditinguish from
normal)

He began to become
what I think he has always
been:
a little man with