Friday, January 9, 2009

S.B.T. 113

the flying cube in the yellow sky


behind the stage at night in dustlight
the chorus tiptoe backs to the wall slim down sheeps corridor
unblanched do you know what i mean
its oiling meditation in catalonia between 2 tapstime.

“the entire building is located inside the flying cube” a gargoyle gurgles
automat voice tickets r on sale at the box oxxix helicopters can carry you
for a fee fi fo fum soldiers hand wigs thru the door
and dash cushions on the floor
the show starts wherever you get there

zipped stickysuits crash against the clouds stopmotion legs dangle the sky
thin cheesecloth veils welldraped before god google above the cathedral feather
you can hear the bells at the toll booth and bulls lock the toolbox
cheers drift over the racetrack rainbow, mustardpowder rising offa bungeejumpin bones

and disappear ring hoofes in the wind x hailed to all forevergivingness
backstage the laughing cubist men wash down wine in cymbalist jollery high hat percusso
spoonsize sugarcube men so sweet they disappear from the plate in no time
(at teatime the woman with the monogram forehead offers fresh dill of periwinkle

tho they are yellow and look like acrylic french manicure from the sandaltoe runway.
we open a book and she clads her eye in glass. the little moss girl listens aloud
spreading ivy up the brickwork finiculee finiculah cmon up here the shows just startin
tellem no way bubbleroo uh uh
dontwanna be a screwed up sunnavabitch by my own hands yore ether
net worth rhumba or rawquiescent acquazither
wartorn patterns of wallpaper waltz
preshush sh sh shoes as she sweeps
sparkle to save the bleeding guernicow
choreograft boxing turns a punch
away easy....





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Tuesday, January 6, 2009

S.B.T. 113


prophecy through process. if you are true, it works. however like with nostradamus it takes a toll.
 if you use time like fractal geometry, history looks colorful. the aliens think we are strange though. more on that later.





lumpy gravy liquidy quality that i like
might be reaching the outer limits of usefulness in some ways, obimans face he looks softstrong almost unisex but kind of redeemd michael metelica. i like her mystic egypt tassle dangling down too. and naturally her choice of egyptian theme and bathing beauties will win a prize 






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Sunday, December 28, 2008

S.B.T. 111

apples and rosewater

here is the recipe for apple rosewater pie reformed from the Shaker archives.
 click onnit for printable size.



ballplayer quotes from Satchel Paige

"How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?"
"Work like you dont need the money
Love like you’ve never been hurt
Dance like nobody’s watching"

 walk right in
mindseye feed pull taffee off the window  
basket of apples on the table



tis the gift to be simple
tis the gift to be free
tis the gift to come down where you ought to be
and when we find ourselves
in the place just right
it will be in the valley of love and delight
when true simplicity is gained
to bow and bend we shan't be ashamed
to turn, turning is our delight
'til by turning, turning we come out right

"Simple Gifts" Elder Joseph Brackett, 1848



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Friday, December 26, 2008

Saturday, December 20, 2008

S.B.T. 110


weather true or not if eskimos have seventyeleven different root treewords for snow, someone who knows as much as one knows here
will indubitabully say yea or nay missing the point. look! its snowing! silent gary cooper hushband, in the morning under a thick quilt cover muted a big james dean motorcycle crash covered with centuries old like-new harleyindian twowheeler dust)

insulation it seems like. let us factor agreeably that deep in the core of earth is moltn heat. (yiayias eldress axio tomato eat hot soup on a hot day drawing heat “inside” as energy keeping the brow “cool”) i always thought that wass backwards but anyway this yoga mattress repels lets say the heat sponging away and squeezes itself onto the core, uhoh if that came first nowhere comes after the ground is wrapped coldcompress pushing natural heat further in. it doesnt evaporate disappear or essensually change much nothing really evaporates de facto scientificus.

you know dark matter energy corpus cristals r expanding surreal space to round and about =  m o r e   s p a c e .   space    is     e x p a n d i n g
he salutes tap flick sidewise bicrackery 
 'the past is tense and i had too much to think'  throwing the captains gold nugget into the mix

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? sir does that mean time has compact redundive actionality...



“yes," he said tapping "it gets as small as a nanoparticle possibly smaller thanna planck length making it almost significantly provable that there is no time per se per se per se”
“some scientist said it was a new ergorhythm confounding gwh good would have quantum fizzix” one kid whispers

"you dont need string theory to prove it th volumetric matter creates itself with some equally benefacto central xother applications" the laughing professor said completely outside knowable parameter such as warm brioche almond croissant boundary and almost thoroughly unacceptable “wait a minute” she interrupted "the color evidence cannot be ignored" 
“blueness” 
magicstrate repeats pounding the gavel "explain" he said braiding his beardstrip
que bella bellanocheful snowflakes in gravity fleet
cold comfort cancel that reservation at the ice hotel
you know the igloo is a temporary dwelling a tempo rare e-dwelling

ah nanook, how many ways are there to say snow? we asked him 
'no 2 r alike' he says

three-fifty oven
snowflakes and winter birds fly
mmmm cinnamon buns





Saturday, December 13, 2008

S.B.T. 106


air comes winding through

closeups    earth         fire         water

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Friday, December 12, 2008

S.B.T. 105

upon seeing the weaver

a filterd tactile sense of more
than barefoot toes can trace
the brick work in that
no joke floor
he radiates in finite space
the loom the room the spinning wheel

in umbershaded steady pace
fifteen times the relic face


a rectangle above his head
with emptiness scores warp and weft
spooling silently below the
walden greenscape opens left

passion and red cloth

passion

and red

cloth




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