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Politics for Poets

an excert:

It was then that he started to notice that Giggly poo was snatching all his bot gots. They must be on to him. this whole 'am I dead, am I not dead' discussion started to really bother him. He imagined that if the story were any fun he'd have it be the political situation of Bhagdad but have it be culturally Burlington, Vershiretucky (a town in the heavens above, up in a valley. The wind over the mountain. Keeping Still. The superior thing to do is . . . the inferior behavior is that of . . . )

an excert from The Bardo of Macon Hasty by Bill Perilli

Digger is still paranoid, but not as bad as he had been. The knoll that is a giant dragon soul-sucker rested nestled within the farther hills and peaks had been lulled to sleep within the arms of the rugged summits of the higher regions. That upcountry ridgeline drew an artistic line below the sky, draped the world, and covered it like a blanket. The night had calmed. The dragon was sleeping in the blanket. Digger felt the calm that you only get in this valley, on this kind of an evening: August in Chittendon and Lamoille Counties. He's in heaven. Mitchel Hasty, however, is still in purgatory.

He thinks of her
in the key of G
like she is a song
which morphs it's key at will
as he sings along.

She's like a sunset
or the Summer rain
descending oh-so gently
upon this fruitful plain
rainbows in the mist of waterfalls
exotic rare and colors birds and their calls.
He slides that car through the gears, and it never stalls.

He thinks of her now. She's three or four keys down the neck
he's not sure which one it is becuase he just slides the kaipo (spelling?)

Give me a reason
for writing a song
I've written so many
that all just seem wrong.



memories of bootleg tapes of shows:

Farcore! 
  I know!

Beau Burr Ree!

Can anyone give me a ride to Salt Lake City?

Beau Burr Ree!

I'm going to the Brian bop!

I'm going to the 
Brian bop
in Cal-i-forn-eye-aye
He'll bring it, bring it bring it
by the peir or by the bay.

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How much of too much is enough?

""

The meaning of art is not up to debate with censors.


dorkulous stories
 of the long ago.





Sept 24, 2014

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There is always time to
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🔨🔨🔨🔨 Give everyone the tools that they need and let's get on with this construction project.

Back at the Glass Factory
  
when bloggers go insane
and go dancing in the rain
with the tablet that gets wet
which leads to regret
it get shorted and it sparks
in the puddles in the parks
it goes suooopposzuoop
in an infinite loop.
when bloggers go insane
and off dancing in the rain
with the neon daze 
saying jigger-jiggity pays
she  pirouettes on the way
she rattles on trying to say
every thing
trying to understand everything
following the chinggle of the mingle
and open door
into
the glass factory

Thank Vetrans for
their service.
Sollute them with aplume.

Mar 29, 2014 (03-29-2014)

well . . .

I think I've blogged enough today.

"I'm all blogged out."

~ OK Now.

Praise God! awful first novel lines:

Now that Scoop was back in Beantown, he figured he get some clam chowda and paaakk his caaaa in havvvaaa-id yar-id . . . [ . ?. . . ?]

Ever since Skipity had been back in Boston he had a hankering for chowda and garlic bread. . . . [ . ?. . . ?]

Skippiddy Doodle was a handsome lad. And when he grew to be a gent all of the
bankers on Bank Street thought he was the most famous teller or all.
What can I tell you?
He was very bid on and quickly promoted and married 
the handsomest woman of all (they think).
In any case it's all a very funny funny funny story
about the gay days of old Bank Street.

I am not a Spaniard in the Works.

(A Spaniard in the Works was written by John Lennon)

when the icon changes to a plus sign that
means we want you to click:

This is the terse idiom. It doesn't load till you click. 
Blogsnotter doesn't mind this.

how hard is it to use these new symbols in your stuff? Well, first you need to know that they exist. Second, you can just cut and paste them.

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I've got a message for . . . Mr Bash (an alias for someone else). Mr Bash, if I use brace expansion with the dot-dot idiom, ie like this:

echo -e {🌃..🌅}{🌍..🌏}{🌑..🌚}" "

why does that not work when

echo -e {🌃,🌄,🌅}{🌍,🌎,🌏}{🌑,🌒,🌓,🌔,🌕,🌖,🌗,🌘,🌙,🌚}" "

will? Maybe I've not ordered the elements properly. Well that little snippit doesn't work that well but t

Instead he behaves
 like a chuckle drunk 
  rich boy junkie 
    on the bow deck 
      of his giant yacht
       driving golf balls
        towards an approaching 
          thunderstorm. 
      
Lightening bolts
   zap between the clouds
      and there's been 
       a constant rolling thunder.

full speed ahead
straight towards the storm.




    


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The following poem is fresh, whipped up, off the cuff.

  

Dude,
you wreaked my truck
you rolled it over
on a highway sholder
on a mountain side
in four wheel drive

Dude,
you wreaked my truck
you got it stuck
and then rolled it over
onto another bolder
down a water fall
and that's not all.

At three AM the cellphone wouldn't work
a text from your boss who says you've been a fucking jerk
stealing a truck with a rig and all the gear
just to drive over the mountain for a 3AM beer

And dude,
you wreaked my truck
you rolled it over
off through frozen clover
At 3 A.M.
In the blizzarding wind
At 3 A.M.

At 3:14 the cell phone rang
it was the boss saying you better not bang
up any of hte gear or any of his stuff


At 4:21 the cell phone rang
He said dude, what is it your brang
What were you doing
just a minute ago?
Cause I know you rolled it over in the blizzarding snow.

At 3 A.M.
In the blizzarding wind
in the blizzarding wind
in the blizzarding wind

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 ♥♥?

My rainbows
are only there when it's raining.
You want rainbows
on every window, on every horizon
all of the time.

 ♥♥?

in your heart

Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?

Use your mind
to be kind




Disco did a ring tone
Disco did a ring tone
Donna Summer was Beautiful girl
and grew up to be a Diva!

Disco did a ring tone
Gay bar in the 70's
Time machine back there
it's only me and you.

Disco was a happy day
She said that she'd like to play
up on the stage
and let the people dance.

Disco did a ring tone
Disco did a ring tone
Donna Summer was a Beautiful woman
who turned into a diva.

She didn't just carry a tune
She brought it right into the room.
You sang about the hard days of life
dance away your troubles
into the night.

Disco did a ring tone
Donna Summer was Beautiful Diva
and went on to be a angel

She didn't just carry a tune, 
she brought it.
She didnt' just carry a tune
she brought it.
She didn't just carry a tune
she brought it.



When I think of sitting there at that old time bar
in the long ago of the my broken dreams
they had on a mount way above the dance floor
an old time TV with a VCR

And some one had a tape from The Stonewall
And it was Judy Singing
Mascara running down her face
not afraid if she had frawed her lace
and singing her soul for the world.

When I think of that old bar
that is gone and the guys aren't there too,
where did they go 
we might never know
we might never hear their tunes.
When I think of Judy Singing
I can't help being this way
and if I wore makeup it would be running
because it just makes me feel that way.

Oh Judy Singing.
I've been to the grove
And maybe you'll go there?
Or you'll never know
what you think of them
now that they are gone
do you have 
any kind of song
for them?
They went to meet Judy
Too early.
They went to meet Judy
too early
and now there is a stone wall,
more like rocks in a brook
through Golden Gate park
and there is all kinds of secret nooks
and it's solumn
even in the midst of revelry
durring Bay to Breakers
you can go in and see.

And maybe if you are really quiet
you might be able to hear Judy Singing
Some one with a boom box?
And a choir of angels?
In Golden Gate Park
and Silver bells ringing.

When I think of that guy
sitting on Castro
asks for dollar
you gave him a sandwitch
that you ordered for him
and he was really grateful
But now they won't
let you sit there anymore.

And maybe if you are really quiet
you might be able to hear Judy singing
with a choir of angels
in the middle of the day
with in the silence of the sanctuary 
of the brick work and bolders
that's just like the rocks of a brook
a heavy stone of regret for the loss of our troubled friends.
praying that every wound mends,
every prayer get answered
in a posative way

Judy was singing
from the video in the bar
and the angels
were singing along.

In the grove
there in the park
you might here them sing their song
if you go there in silence
and don't make a sound
during the day
of the Bay
to Breakers parade







If you can't weep with Judy
then what kind of a guy are you?
Don't you go changing any vowels
even if it sounds more shocking and funny!


Oh, do what you want.
You can go to Vermont.

Wake up!

Wake up!
like Jack did

And this really is at 
the end of the column