local medicine --- faraway lies --- space for the cosmos
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  1. druid princess in austin, so naked and provocative
    waiting for a foolin ship of mercenaries and street-junkies
    and a fool ship shippin' fools for the longcount count of longships

    a druid fool captainin' counts of longcalls mayan or aztec
    pomegranate avid avocado throes and monkey keys
    terrible real estate on jupiters' moons

    composers of symphonies avoiding the voided notes and voted vox and vortex
    gaffed and jarred or cudgeled all around the stars of scorpio
    till townes van sandt threw down his axe, how it stung

    recording the loons of prine on vinyl is being vinyled on a road of dirt
    and the tall trees pine in the park and with donnie dark, cellar door
    my girl you slept with me last night, as I resisted your titties

    with patty griffin barkin at the bark
    of the pine and the moon pinin' patsy cline patsied
    sweet home alabama and lynyrd bein' skynyrd

    i thought of the old cuts new and the wood bark blue
    the soft white pine and the whole milk vine
    the green night soft and the pine needles on her back when i picked her up
  2. two 'decent' poems

    Glenn Joh,n
    A Tribute to Arthur C. Clarke

    Childhood's End began with the Apollo Mission
    Skipping on the moon was not play
    The stuff of boyhood dreams for everyone to see
    It was star-runners measuring mans foothold in waking eternity

    Stepping out amidst planets and moons
    was akin to rebellion against parents, but not against God
    Like a first date to the Drive-In
    And Afterwards there was nothing to see but the full moon

    And the Full Moon promised in the sky
    A Hope of Better Worlds
    For on this One, at the Dawn of the New Man
    Fear was still marketed as a commodity

    What we needed most was a grasp
    of what anti-gravity felt like....what it meant
    A sixth of the gravity to hold us down, keep us bound
    Material and Resource Lifted at 1/6th the Cost

    A new campaign - a new billboard
    Electric Cars were already performing
    And Hydrogen powered mobiles expected
    Clean out the Atmosphere with Technology

    I kept driving on without fear
    Knowing that those warheads would have to come down
    to fund my project
  3. the spirit passes through different prisms in different ways
    sometimes it is a drop of sunlight when the night has been so long and wearisome
    that you can hardly remember the day

    when the long shadow of your soul awakens to some cold hard truth
    that you never thought would come alive to yourself and noone else
    and unexpectedly it feels alright that its hard and cold and sharp

    and you'll never be able to forget again that the voice of hardness is the sound of truth
    and it has always rung truest that way, the hard constant driving truth
    that never stops, never quits, never kneels, never is false or falsely humored

    allen ginsberg may have despaired once, feeling that he had not despaired enough
    looking at the face of the ghetto and the weary nights false
    the false chaps, the chapped lips, the ghetto bumps

    given over to decay and nonexistent rhyme
    with broken, candy teeth, jewish conspiracy
    and saturday chicken fried with corn bread and lemonade

    perhaps he hadn't read the beat-wax poets on time
    or felt falsely primed by their hot hips and cudgeled bums
    or he just couldn't get enough before his time
    freespiritedone and newbie-one like this.
  4. the new hematite domes won't do it
    even graffiti on the red-brick igloos
    keeping out the cold carbon dioxide
    so thin the desolate air
    and acetylene from titan
    is no godly diversion
    for power requirements
    the alien ships providing vented Venetian clouds
    in secret
    for the old world order
    to remain
  5. cybernetic philosophers
    full of immediate needs
    because they are dying from the program
    the uranium, polar site
    had made him do it
    take care of your buddhist doubt
    unplug yourself from this doubtful world
    with absolutely nothing
    to believe or manifest
    as real, beyond the nuclear clouds
    Ged likes this.
  6. break from this tornadoe rib
    fashion from it something divine
    or sublime
    perhaps the crushed laugh of perfection

    a swedish love song
    or a pole in love with a strip dancers leg-honey
    the money
    gone so easily
    yet not wasted or wasseled
    grab your balls and howl at the wedding
    a stones throw from Europa
  7. The love I meant
    went to this umbrella
    Umbrella of brillo, asperdine and amphetamine
    gutteral noises,
    desperate fantasies
    where is my coonskin cap, my unholy longing
    my body vanished
    shuttle cock and poppy seed
    adventures unvanished