-------- --- --- -- --- ----- ---- --- ----. Oh the days of wine and roses and the rubbing of noses. Bare feet, new sprouts, and garden hoses.. Skipping stones, while skipping home....
----- -- -----. Sometimes I think I should. Sometimes I think I oughta. If I could, you know I would. Talk to you in a minute,. call you on the telephone.
------- -----. You are a butterfly and my eyes are needles. The cold has your breast and my hand is on fire. You resting and reposing. My veins are pulsing.
Praise The Lord. by Poi Dog Pondering. Wishing Like A Mountain and Thinking Like the Sea. Columbia CK 45403 1990. "Praise the Lord," he said to me.. And he seemed quite happy,.
-------- ---- - -----. Before your lights quite fail. And you fall spinning singing from the same song. Pass your hand before me. Palm shining, light streaming.
------ ---- --- -------- ----. Robin's in the metaphysical section. She's got "Living with the Dreaming Body". She's sprawled out along the carpet floor.
Hey! Hey! Hey!. Slippy side, Side-Side-Side go to go. . a long time gone and a long time past. so soon so soon -- Lack Luster Lack Luster. how can I muster.
Sometimes like a dream you come cut. from the same cloth. The light in your palm so white I feel it in my heart. Horse hoof imprint on the saddle back bare hide of.
I've got my body I've got my soul. I have so much to learn now this I know. I might have eyes I might have fingers and toes. But tell me what good are all those things.
Protagonist --. "on, get me on, get me on". . Sirens call / Greek chorus --. "In time all will be told,. the last petal will unfold". . Protagonist --.
---------. I could walk away, I could let this fly. go back home and start again -- Fruitless. I have faith in how things seem to start again,. that tale of your one big chance is a lie, told by consumed men..
-------. I'm falling, but its OK. Never know just where I'll land. No sense to force plans, I'm flying.. I'm walking, feel my hands and my legs,. They feel good to be moving, side to side.
---- ---- --. Fall upon me in my quiet pain. fall upon me, again and again. Across wide open fields. and grass down of green. I'm awake but my head is in the air.
---- -- ----. Relentlessly climbing and conquering and swallowing. fresh pain. Melting reemerging and rising up clean. in the pouring rain. Rise up clean in the pouring rain, only to drop down.
----------- ------. I know you're bitter, but why?. Don't you know that two wrongs don't make a right?. It's not that simple. But everybody's trying to figure it out.
Desire hangs on for dear life. on the window sill of the collarbone. of the one I love. And a glimmering shimmer. of sweat gathers into a pool in her palm.
------ ------ --- ---. My ghost is everywhere here. It hangs on every tree. Lingering with every flower and leaf,. smell of scent and sight and sound.
---- -- ----. A lifetime of accomplishments of which the dirt knows none,. only in death can one truly return. Return the carrots, the apples and potatoes,.
Look at that Building. It's so beautiful. The certainly don't make them like that anymore. Look at that detail. Over that doorway. That must've taken some time.
Blood and thunder. And all the sights and sounds of real life wonder. . Vim and vigor. Full of piss and vinegar. Wrapping around surround and bound. By ligaments and skin.