did it (my 1st assigment)

[parch]

to say that you are not me are not you are not the colors telling the trees of life, to say that you are not the clouds mixing in the glow and all this blow - its all blow - fucking every bit of it and yes fucking, why not fucking? that's what i want to know. and why not why not. yes, mother mother mother you better calm me down cause i'm up up up on the motorcycle hi way i'm up up up on this reconstruction by way i'm up up down on this little bitty town and it goes moo moo moo all the way to your shoe, i said who who who could tell it was you, it wasnt' me it wasn't us, it wasn't we. it was moo moo moo and BAM!
COW!
POW!
WAM! - yeah man, its the big bat man jam and lets git get git serious for a bit of a bet - this is it et its ret man - its the big get bet man... this is my net.
lights when down and burroughs gave you a song of lullibyes with too many small children being molested and not enough food for my stomach, not enough land for a man, but as was said in tolstoy "how much land does a man need" - how much growth and sincerity. I say no sincerity. Be alive and just lie. Doesn't it fit? doesn't it smoke straight. aren't we all straight? straight deviants and trips.. we fell down and we even fell up once we got the hook of it - i got the hook hook stripped down hookup on this hooker - Yeah Jeff! Yeah! bring it too me and take your dad for a ride for all I care - lose it tomorrow or today>
it doesnt' matter - it will still all go away and so will I I I
I DIE DIE Die
i i i i
lie lie lie
i i i i
survive
in the wind I poor straight shots of liquor and life and who else wants a drink.. a slow tumur of grey in my lungs and i keep breathing you in cause i can't ever breathe you not in - i can't breathe but you so i stay here - smoking the pit - lit up on existance and dances.

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this is the response to my first assigment, which if you missed - was in the post "An IDEA" - so go check it out.
after you check it out -

Post assignments.


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I am my new Religion
I am my non Decision

[Soiled Soul]

really like this...somthing about your gibberish just made it really cool. felt drawn to read and reread it to see what you are saying. its a much different style then i am use to reading from you and well i like it

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[ranter]

well...i really do not know what to say. i think down in, you started off with trying to get a point across, i think even though this was supposed to be open association, you originally started with an idea, it seems, but then it got lost along the way...lost in the words and sounds and voices that control those words and sounds. however, i think that towards the end you loose control of this grip and try to become symbolic and almost too cryptic, rely on what you were doing in the middle of the poem/prose/gibberish to get that real feeling of the words. you tried to put too much thought into the end part.

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