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“It is all too much and not enough at the same time” ― Jack Kerouac

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every one of us hurry home to be alone make the next move. watch a movie tarantino maybe lynch or brooks every one of us, miss.

in answer to your inquiry yes, this is a merry-go- round will take you up then down over and over around and around.

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listen Sally

you better tell your aunt she has company

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well, you made it to here there is no atmosphere just glows on a screen.

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[lesslight]

knock

most likely a tuesday after noon. small room, very quiet. bare walls wooden floors slight furniture the minutest sounds may easily be heard. a  ringing phone, an answering, then…  —————————————————————-

do you hear the knock at the door?

yes. 

that is me.

what do i do?

answer the door.

wrong.  you are a giant rabbit. the last time i opened a door for a giant rabbit, i was awake for 7 days playing pianos at the hotel. every room. the basement, no one goes down there but we went, we were playing pianos. then poof it was all gone. rabbit knew magic tricks. some very well. so i am not going to answer the knock at  the door. i am going to the store buy some groceries come  back here write some stories. 

may i go to the grocery store? i am in need of some lettuce.

you may, only no magic tricks for the cashiers and baggers, okay? we do not need four fifteen year olds fainting because they have never seen anything like this in their life yet; they get spooked, badly. might wake up tell mom and dad some strange story mom and dad get worried next thing you know it is the hospital, Alexis in the garden counting spinning windmills calling for a bolt of lightning and the impending invasion. no magic tricks. 

just the lettuce.

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this is a painting

by Cosmic Suzi called NEON -

tell me are you on in neon blue neon pink too let us gather and float this neon river folks has taken me away, bye.

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brochures available in the lobby -

say Bobby, did you find the soda machine i am thirsty.

Bobby: see that neon box that is the soda machine.

why is it all lit up in blue and pink neon? i already have trouble even standing.

just a note says Bobby, the lizards that hang around there will scare you away from all the grape soda so

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America Is Waiting · Brian Eno · David Byrne My Life in the Bush of Ghosts ℗ 1981 Sire Records Company. - Bass: Bill Laswell Bass, Drums, Guitar, Percussion, Producer, Synthesizer: Brian Eno Producer: David Byrne Bass, Drums, Guitar, Percussion, Synthesizer: David Byrne Drums, Percussion: David Van Tieghem Masterer: Greg Calbi Arranger: Bill Laswell Arranger, Lyricist: Brian Eno Arranger: David Byrne Arranger: David Van Tieghem Arranger: Tim Wright

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"...we ought to be mad at the government not mad at the people..."

[vague-little-triggers]

look Snaz share a drink, here

the nazi said to me that person there does not even belong in my air i so do not care what happens next well, i said look FLEX i may regret saying this tell me i am out of the lines i will check myself unlike this filthy crow in the motel got the last ice cold cherry soda wanted to know about Cay laLona. -

"see a nazi with a bullet hole looks through says i do not know i suppose has to do with time and space" says he. - just jump NOW

i. how far will you go down before you slow your dreams enough to understand all of them tell me i am the most wonderful person you will ever know take this to your grave.

ii. my sister was not afraid even though they analyzed she was it is the colors how they float and mix the clouds against our most obvious desires when you whisper some more to the bluff we go run as fast as we can jump fall to the wafting mermaids. though for a second there maybe you were back home? back where you came from no matter what is mentioned out loud to return from where you came from now brings forth angels. you will see. i give my testament wholly committed to the descent you seem so intent to follow. my peace lighten up some the load you bear have no fear away from here you may always go home.

iii. speaking of,

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i may get down on one knee hold my heart in my hand dripping my blood there i grow weaker from love there are clouds above look better than this.

do not forget the appointment pay the rent get groceries none in any particular order feel older each day as it just passes by.

pay attention now please okay Doctor C. Row is ready for you now. please if you will have your faculties in check in harmony this doctor is from the sea puts a hand on your knee that is all. - i am heeeeealed in the name Jesus i do not even think about those children now lie beneath the rubble i paid for my sins and praise the kingdom of the lord.

bullshit, you have a job want the money.

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listen Sally

you should tell your aunt she is lovely

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what of these leaves cling to the trees dazzle with ease only to finally let go?

they float sometimes twirl it is all over for them now lying on the ground.

one leaf scooped up held against the blue sky with sunshine points of light

shoot out from your outstretched fingers seems this is your patio.

these many leaves of past days and nights are cycling life slowly into the earth

remember the birth of a baby arriving late last tuesday before baby has faded away and

glances back from forty years you see what has happened here come on, let's

go. this may well be titled dead leaves before me or or no rabbits here though

how about your fingers throwing light way they illuminate your thighs through your dress

i like that.

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okay now

was only a moment ago you froze did not know what to do well, you are doing this the choice is jumping from the cliff so here we are.

straight out from neon pink blue houston across this dimension to your door all desert dust and more even a tarantula follows me around.

you froze the moment the door opened did not did not know who you are trying to talk. want to walk in the park, and discuss it?

only one bird in this tree happens to be a crow cawing loudly right at me "what right have you to be here up in this tree by me?"

Emily is painting so is Sarah. both paint with passion. always though all paintings by Sarah burst into flames sells them in houston for gold.

not frozen now by the crow i answer i do not know i always though cherish this covered branch the crow cawed all through the morning

sun the morning sun.

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and on this wave the water soaks your thighs not a surprise how good this feels tender lips whisper mermaids listen to love then begin singing along

soaks your thighs soaks your thighs not a surprise

touch

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i will tell you this, Sparky, is what going one hundred miles an hour feels like

from backlit angels it is your time to go rise now how about that no

more memories no more dancing no more anything.

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Strange and Unproductive Thinking · David Lynch Crazy Clown Time ℗ 2011 David Lynch Music Company Released on: 2011-11-07 - classic Lynch

oh, headphones

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pop like

BOOM crackle pop pop like gunshots that sparkle in the air glitter floats down to where we are now covered in quiet revolution.

kA BOOm we woke up just not where we went to sleep how did we get here who are those angels there wings in the air hovering?

pop pop pop pop pop-ka pop pop pop pop pop-ka pop pop pop pop pop-ka boom crackle crackle.

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so/into

the night we go.

at the motel was

a flickering light.

in one corner of

room seven was a

seven foot tall

rabbit.

the rabbit had

a lizard friend

just as tall seemed

cramped to me

so we all went to

the courtyard a

crow is playing

a piano now snow

passes by which is

why i should kiss you,

three times on your

neck back to the crow

this much i know was

playing a piano which

a lot of people would

leave there in their

automobiles waved

bye.

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i wrote you a letter just now mailed it

i wrote you a letter just now mailed it i wrote you a letter just now mailed it i wrote you a letter just now mailed it

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this section here for the post mark:

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pretty shell

i have a pretty shell

from the shore to the desert

is held fine in my hand so

pretty this shell i have now.

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at times this does not work

this life is endless floating the background the same might be a song you like, a hike, electric bike, takes you away. for today though we float.

after two weeks down in the rabbit hole the rabbit finally ordered us to go home by then we did not know where home was not only that the moon laughed.

in the sharp pressed uniform i know who you are this is why i surmise you are to my best guess The Ambassador of Grenada let me ask this how do you like floating?

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go ahead slide your fingers out

then push them back in

again again again

while you read this in bliss

let me remind i do it for you

below above you whisper love

whisper kiss me kiss me

how your fingers tremble in motion

slide in then out again again again now

what even is better

your sweater cascades down your soft shoulders settles on the floor as your pastel summer dress does you

touch you touch some more i touch we touch your lily thighs this is no surprise at all now

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go ahead hide your love in deep

then slide it back out

again again again

oh my