for the sahara mollusk

a tunnel crowded tunnel vision,
smoke spilled on soiled shirts,
time taking time to hit the presses,
inside i organize honest verse.

clutching tight to the pain and plight,
plowing down my callused knight,
a seething throng of Abaddon,
levied an afternoon delight.

i hush get blind let a lotus bloom
open-palmed mad poised a sovereign heart
under full moon i plant mad blessings
to the tunnel abject i will impart

stars made of right index fingers

today i was romancing about alternate universes and how they are theoretically probable...and how these alternate universes may be a hoot if they were only slightly modified from the ones we live in today...like instead of humans being clueless as to the true state of being another human may be existing in, they could be granted with some sort of OBVIOUS and ON-PURPOSE indication...like if in place of our hearts was this slightly hazy projection of an image that would precisely reflect the emotional or mental state we were in...for example if i was angry because i accidentally put rosemary instead of cumin seeds into this dish and it came out all tastefully challenged, in my heart, there would be a little projection of a yorkshire terrier getting kicked in the throat. yah it's kind of over the top but its sincere, unprovoked by intention, and way way more susceptible to empathy because well...we could SEE the metaphor and see that, oh, he feels like a terrier getting kicked in the throat, poor guy.

another alternate universe slightly different from this one would be if we all turned dramatic shades of the infinite crayon box that of course visually articulated our emotions. our instincts would be largely affected by this occurrence. we would all eat shit at poker, fall more into genuine love, and be more understanding of others. a certain and obvious shade of green would be envy, blue of course sorrow, red would be anger and so forth. but what if we were seized by constant fear like richard pryor was and we became transparent? also, i wonder what color ambivalence would represent?

one more alternate universe would be this microcosm that bugs live in...what if instead of the bugs it was us as humans living on the scale that bugs lived in...i looked at the backyard for a while and pictured myself within this fucking jungle of a lawn...and thought holy shit these blades of grass are enormous!!! this flower....is fucking.....huge!!!! domesticated animals???!!! more like godzillas that could squish us forever!!! FORTUNATELY this is not so and fortunately the film "Fantastic Planet'" was invented. I believe this film aptly dictates this universe. The soundtrack also punches through cement.

La Planete Sauvage (Fantastic Planet) 1973
Director: Rene Laloux

you can't sneak up on ninjas, it's impossible

i got down and SLICED up the rug at this spot called cardiff lounge because of miguel miggs and julias papp, thanks guys. while i was doing so, this unicorn was there and seeing her was like the first time i did acid...which when had occurred, revealed a titanic scissor causing the white or yellow perforations on the freeway !.....and usually when time jumps into the bushes like this, whatever song was playing BECOMES the soundtrack to that person and that time...at least for me but definitely always. the song that was playing was superstar by k-os...and this song is constipated when your sitting down but when dancing, it's a fucking steak marinated in don perignon. i couldn't believe how ill she was and how illl i was dancing (not to be miles davis but its how i feel) and it was perfect. i knew my skills were fresh as fuck because these girls started dueting on me and i was all daaaaaang this is siiiick....so me and lady barbarella were like eagle eyes all night but nothing fucking leveled up...although she was at voodoo lounge when i went to see victor duplaix, only by testament of a friend but i never saw her....ANYWAY after this had all bled out i put a period on the fact that there is this certainty...that there is a PERFECT song for the perfect instance in time for the perfect person. so to spread some leaves about this i'll bring about some examples....also canucks and tapioca are my two new favorite words. it means canadian. (werd)

---{ SIX PERFECT SONGS FOR ENTERING A ROOM OR GATHERING ]---

1. Dave Brubek - Take Five

shit man all i feel is cigars and having maaaad aces up my sleeves...if this song played every time i entered the room it'd be all GAME OVER.

2. Booker T & the Mg's - Green Onions

i'm madly in love with this track. It belongs in a dugout somewhere in chicago but also when i fucking struuuut into the bar like a bookie to get my monies for my horse "blueberry oozie" winning the race 15 to 1

3. The Champs - Tequila

This song has been covered so many times but i dig the way these guys say tomato. But...the reason why this song is so boss is because if EVERYONE ALWAYS got up and felt compelled to do the twist when they saw you then it's all apple pie man.

4. The Cure - Six Different Ways

Every time I hear this i think....i'm totally silly sneaking in right now but... i'm just going to crack the fuck up and blow my cover because this is completely ridiculous.....thats what this song means.

5. Stevie Wonder - Hey Love

This is going to be waaay to sappy and corny but I always figured this song would be playing if you were dripping in love with someone and they suddenly and expertly walked out the grocery store with an ice cream cone and caught your eye and started, what would be, the longest and slowest developed smile in the history of smiles. Geez..

6. Young Holt Limited - Soulful Strut

Okay....this song is for AFTER you win something...anything...just winning and being all fuck yeah i'm number one! That's it im done.

stevie wonder and ray charles had it made BECAUSE they were blind

maaaaan......sometimes shit's like going back home, into your old room, expecting to see that same old jefferson airplane poster there on the wall, a little haggard and faded, yet finding that it's not those fucks looking at you in some hexagonal, korean, upward angle shot but some yellow, umgo fruit wallpaper that makes you think...."snozberries...that shit's real !?!"