manic depression/eric dolphy in a fire waltz my tongue musters no good, no whipped tight, ex-communication roped together for simple rationale, even under the lamp there is no sun, lechery, a tom fool! todays desire to be yesterday, a fall with no autumn, elation brings what elation leaves behind, look at my brother, his identity serving purposeful repossession, thank god. i can run all lines but hear far too many voices and their opinions. i am ambition! i am a bias upbringing! i am my favorite doubt, bow tied and boxed with familiar imagination! my brain is be-bop, terse fluidity smiled for open strum, take my arm, come with me ariel is grasping my your wrist gentle embrace, you know she runs this shit foreign lands of speak easy torment because the hypothalamus disagrees today, who told you so? a dweet dwee dooo, a drop scop dwee dooo hit! hop! you know that one? my brain is the new mazda, whatever that is a blur squeezing wind, the coyote as fast as the roadrunner. manic depression, here in the wood dimension manic depression away with speed manic depression my faithful anxiety, manic depression is ambition, too close neutral squams, doubt hosted by every hostess. there is a distinct religion in free form jazz. if you woke up everyday feeling someone anew, you wouldnt have short term memory-loss. insurmountable eyeballs of pasta all through my brain. man Fred killed it the other night, a musician of metaphysical ability look at that im shaking Fred, i threw up before your reading thats funny me too. in six years i will be arrested for making up too many dictionaries with unnatural words, they will arrest me because my ears will dance out in public theyll hate that i bet you know, i think they are going to arrest me due to the amount of benches i put up all across town. ill show you fair city the only thing fair here is justice young man son, come over here, what is your name? I DONT KNOW I DONT KNOW I DONT KNOW (little did he know, i did have a name, a few actually) you see, in an instant time can rupture, like a vein with too much sauce inside. i am expecting an explosion, maybe they will arrest me for that. my entire being will leap high into the air, through all of the tiny teeny particles and water molecules floating in cosmic space playing hide and seek with nitrogen and carbon atoms, even even between the little electrons and neutrons, oh oh protons too, my body is going leap up through all existential atmospheres and renounce all universal ascensions, academic understandings, theories in waiver, meatballs with too much hair, books with no rot, computers without Dolphy, eggs with not enough smiles and i will renounce all inadequate languages to DEFINE ALL OF WHAT LUDWIG SAID COULDNT BE
Posted on: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 20:46:21 +0000
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