Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Gigs

 

Meadow Muffin #2


Wagon pass
Dust stretch
Low pass
Barrel roll



ATA

And David flips out on the bass
David destroys
Air shatters
Who cares
Hell
Hell with it
Where's the management!
 
 
 
 
 
 
1988 California


At a Loss

HFB
scared shitless
pee'd my pants
froze stumbled stuttered
didn't bat an eye
hearts free
shirtless
pant and pant
sighed smiled
in the dark
I said her name
 
 
 
Pick up the Phone Please
move
walk run make a note
package hope
dial ring measure rope
ring ring ring ten
standing still
hang 
doors locked razor knife
fading light
cutting loose a kite
we could give it time
losing will

stray
pace hide shiver wallow
love is feral
peerless ache throat narrows
ring ring ring ten
 still


 

Tilden Park

Hills valleys fog whips
over the crest of unsure ends
Bellowing cows drift in the haze
Smoke dark shadows on the ridge
She asks, "So what a beautiful day"
I find that is all it is
Silent wish, collapsing weight,
our footfall lost to the wind
Five miles five words 
Illusion slides down fanciful hillsides
eucalyptus bird whistle
A stone in the palm of my hand



1987 California