October 2010
56 posts
Snow flakes in January
Heart warm like February,
I wouldn’t ordinarily
March to the drum, play a fool like April
May the best dance in a Juno bridal
Power of the will, Julius and Augustus
Aw you know, it’s just us
In a new semester, back in September
boy, I wonder if you still remember
Meet me half way from mars to venus
beep beep, the chase is on between us
Retweet the sweetest piece of confection
hand made device for remote connection
ask a question,
wait for an answer and make a suggestion
a time and a place for a first impression
second and third to a fourth dimension
rise above the weights that hold us captive
to a square, swear that I, I the captain to
cruise in sci-fi, red sky burn like sapphire
a moth to a fire, but we can fly higher
till we reach an apex
we fit tight like a glove with no latex
bring it down to earth for a cooling session
laying sideways and glazed in essence
gazed each other in the eye to find galaxies of
uncharted nebulas,
heard joy over spilled milk on a quilt, of lavender
woven in the fabric of our calendar
Dress up at the end of October,
Give thanks to the fam in November
a cold but cozy December
and we’re back to the origin, so let me begin
it’s funny how i’m finally starting to appreciate Heaven or Las Vegas now
But still
It kind of makes me want to see
How quick we fall into those old rhythms and patterns
If you want it, you got it
“Oh snap…MTV (illuminati’s favorite network) back on the attack…why can’t y’all just chill out? Salacious banality @ the speed of light? I think I’ve been very good natured with you. I personally know several employees of your company. You guys know me as well. I’m confused. Where is the true music journalism??? where is Suchin?!! What happened? Where are the honest critiques of cultural expression? For it’s not about being RIGHT it’s about being HOT Fame over self-awareness and virtue Hedonism over self respect Celebrity over cerebral. A destroying force in our culture and society just like rest of the useless vapid spectacles that pour out of our tv’s and radios.
What are we supposed to be learning from you? What is your point? Do you have a point beyond corporate sponsored distraction? Your a materialistic shell of your former self that can only identify with celebrity pageantry and instant gratification. Corporate garbage pushing plastic lifestyles and wasteful, destructive behavior into the brains of the youth of the world. So when your relevance thins in2 a whisper & the stock price collapses and you have 2 come 2 grips with the mess you made. I’ll be here 4 ya. We’ll be here. With hands full of baby powder 2 smack some sense back into your body & a warm shoulder to cry on. We want the REAL MTV back!
I can’t wait till Lasers come out!!!
I’m armed with pens, I’ve got my rhymes
Whatever comes, I write it down
So knock me out and shoot me down
With mics in hand, we’ll stand against the test of time