no need to name what is dead
to
name what is alive.
space is where all the good stuff is happening
no need to name what is dead
to
name what is alive.
i feel welcomed by something
that does not
welcome me at all
the oily wall, the water beside the stolen boat:
pitch black
the street light’s there
complete with the smell of pee
& her –
you ve broken every bone & promise &
the worst thing
you could do now is
lie about your grief
and age. age – yes – but for years
i have not felt so
not alone as here,
by the door – so please
let me stay.
just for a while.
the future of rock is        sand.
(
extending a thought by smith and/or burroughs,
http://www.oceanstar.com/patti/intervus/9601bomb.htm
)
steel pole bath tub – christina
[tube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58PA_BXXnzk[/tube]
from album Lurch, 1990
http://www.discogs.com/Steel-Pole-Bath-Tub-Lurch/master/271960
http://steelpolebathtub.com/
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if you are the band and mind this being here, contact me and i ll remove it immediately.
Searching for Zora Neale Hurston in Copenhagens Library yields a result classified as “Negerroman”:
http://bibliotek.kk.dk/ting/search/Zora%20Neale%20Hurston#facets=facet.creator:zora neale hurston;
first a power outage of which we have few and the fact that i notice it as something how spoiled we are as i read the tweets about homs again then very low fast clouds a pink sky things written while listening to john cale thanks friends for reminding me but unsaved and lost by mistake mm that feeling of having really liked something but not being able to remember what it was precisely then how important can it have been anyway?
it might come back. power did.