Monthly Archives: January 2015

value

Posted on January 30, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

empires rise and fall, riches are gained and lost, countries form and disintegrate, boundaries shift, properties come and go, inventions appear and become antiques, these-those wings assume powers only to succumb to corruption. Shakespeare is still going strong.

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dude you died when I was nine

Posted on January 28, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

thick bass lines lave that spongy floor for shuffling and kittens and puppies who made the earthlings believe they’d left forever are paw in paw and meows bubble and woofs pluck in perfect syncopation and trumpets toot jazz free though … Continue reading →

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throwing a funeral

Posted on January 28, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

the casket is the blue as happy places paint celebratory bashes as galas and grand balls unafraid of drenching the floors in fluidity praising fluorescence gallons of melted opal glad to pour lather bold and we might encounter a snag … Continue reading →

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wrong cabin

Posted on January 27, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

Old Man Blankenship carved a woody reason to take himself to the outdoors and destine leathern footfalls to the store around the corner, substance for smoking a prominent totem glaring purple from the hard and proud pole of all reasons, … Continue reading →

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Monday morning pick me up.

Posted on January 26, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

Originally posted on Street of Dreams:
Monday morning, not enough sleep, to much work for too little pay but I humming this tune and it’s keeping me going (hope it helps you too)

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how do we know?

Posted on January 26, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

“Will one of us tell that breeze we are plenty dizzy already?” “You tell that breeze we are plenty dizzy already – you may note my lobes flap quicker thus to speak up is a fluttering chore.” “Dizzy. So we … Continue reading →

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chip-chip-chip

Posted on January 24, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

well now that we’ve solved why we wrestled beyond exhaustion’s generous capacity for explanation – yep a tricky trick, the salivation story entailing buzzer or bell, but that’s eastern ways and why the westward push romanced brethren weary of working … Continue reading →

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chip away again

Posted on January 24, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

caravan conveyance of automobiles seeming strung as marbled skittles freshly pulled from the washer; had all the windows not been shut the motors even down there on the street might reach purrs and rumbles and hums to the ledge and … Continue reading →

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spewing

Posted on January 24, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

you are not even a phantom decked in veneer; tissue trying to pass as ghost dressed as a man but I know of imprisoned fuck-ups who are ten times the man you’ll ever be and I emerged scrawny and put … Continue reading →

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consorting-sorting

Posted on January 24, 2015 by Mountainside Musings & stuff

so making love or the feeling of feeling like making love is an abstraction as this will be passive yet the road to Bangkok, well let’s not say there ain’t more concrete word fits or fittings strung on a string … Continue reading →

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