hm?

maybe it's time, it's time, passacaglia
maybe it's time to forget about the dead cats and the mercurial fish;
maybe it's time to forget about the threadbare mythologies of your own juvenile conception
maybe it's time
maybe it's time to shelve the disfigured face
of the stranger and the long-fought battle between night and day
maybe, passacaglia,
it is time to dis(re)member the mechanizations of your mind and heart for something new
and to sit still for the longest time
instead of waiting for that fogridden signal
from the lighthouse etched on a misconceived heaven

who knows?
you know?
we know;
maybe it's time
maybe it's been time
for a long while,
for your sake and ours
keep that in mind
passacaglia
for a dime and a quart,
will ya?

spice

when the tea meets the pepper
you are never full

when the banana splashes the milk
there comes your favorite food

when the water turns to white
roars and roars of laughter

when the circles become one
the man comes around

when the kiss meets the cheek
a well lived life!

do daa dee (inner conflict)

the thought of you provoking a war within me to destroy------
is just too tempting but not enough to lay my guns down
i will cry and i will wipe my tears
i will cry and i will wipe them again
then i will remember that twilight twinkle and i will laugh and
rise and rise my hand! raised! will say:

"i am well being
and for me being well
comes with the territory
it does not depend on any
nor will it ever be sorry
for the mistakes that i've unknowingly didden do da dee"

and so will it sing like that talented bastard
singing why do you sing hallelujah
and it will fucking mean something to ya!

then i will remember not to forget ever that
my life's joy does not depend on anyone but me
actually
as my simple rhymes with ly's and e's will come together happily
(with a daring jitterbug in the dark), if you plea
(yes, guessed right: like a meadow lark!)
do they do will sing once and again and again
we love you can we love you we can love you love can you we?
do
da
dee

victory will be ours!
yes baby!
ours it will be ours it will be ours it will be
a hard fought well deserved fiercely protected delicately loved victory,
one that is
you
and
me

with a simple, simple melody:

do

daa

dee.

grace under pressure

hand touchin',

mind restin',

eyes closin',

smile risin',

tear fallin',

human being.

great trout

great trout wakes up early in the morning water shine and then stretches her oily back

and luscious body for the new floating ahead

is she hungry?

great trout when sometimes swims along the sea

sometimes seeing the backbone of an old boat just to be reminded of her own grave and--

great trout dismisses these thoughts and continues along the serene waters of her creek

and my creek she says to herself is what i made it to be and it is mine

great trout hums

mine now and mine

my creek is mine

though nothing but a ravine

my creek is mine

as the great trout moves her flaps, pleased with herself for the rhymes she found

she remembers the cat that tried to catch her by that coast of small warm stones

great trout laughs!

that cat was a cat alright

like i am a proud trout in my own right

he tried

and i fled

now when he fucks his lover in the dark of a wartime alley

he will remember me, how he couldn't catch me, and then his futility will make

him to fuck his lover harder, till their meows reach across the battered skies

annoying some stupid fireflies along the way, way ahead and up above as they become a twinkle in my sorry eyes

am i hungry?

shrugs great trout shrugs

as she makes way for a frantic flotilla of teefish swimming

ah the kids the trout muses

a joy to eat a joy to beat

for the ones up up above and for the ones down down below

great trout laughering thinks, her thoughts in disarray with a sudden wave,

i sure be a crazy bitch at times

but still i knows of my response abilities towards the say, towards the say

say the water say the world

and great trout tightens her back and bone and tightens her mind

dives deep and reaches the water's calm feet under

which is another reminder of how the great trout started the day

with a stretch

with a thought

desperately trying to avoid the impending feeling that this maybe her last day

as she reaches for a piece of bread hanging afloat.

we are hungry.

life likes

stab
pain
scream
dark

SL.SE

Take Bus 30 from GreatExpectations towards UnfulfilledPromises.

Your departure from GreatExpectations is at approx. 20:11,

your arrival in HollowGut is at 20:16.

At HollowGut change to OrdinaryLife Line 35 towards ForcedMaturity

Your departure from HollowGut is at 20:19.

I repeat: your departure from HollowGut is at 20:19.

...

Okay, you arrive in WellDeservedSolace at 20:41.

The duration of your journey is approx. 30 years.

Relax and have a nice journey!