

homeland-travellandHomeland Travelland Sublime and sunshine Philosophy over red wine Sailtrim vs. windspeed Gods vs. monsters Sunset over sunrise Far east over far west The ocean is my home Its been months since I saw the sea We are only as much as we want to be For one lean moment I was god I dreamed I was rescued by mermaids I dreamed I rescued you from yourself We were in love like nothing else mattered I loved you as much as I knew how without hurting you The glitter we wore made me think of faeries in the night I thought for a moment you were someone I usehomeland-travelland


passive-agressivei have been unfortunate enough in my life to have spent the last four valentines days recently singel and wishing i wasn't. an occurance which leads me to believe that the entire concept of the holiday was thought up by those who are in love to make the rest of us jealous. so far i have seen nothing to change my opinion. with this conviction in my brain i set out to make the last, recently past, day of love and affection memorable, that is i chased tail like no other in the week preceding and came up with a tally and the title "lady pimp" bestowed by a friend who observed the situation from a distance.&passive-agressive


communicationif you're afraid of the dark remember the night rainbow i seem to be at the center of a web of communication and yet still i have no one to talk to the green button never fails to make the calls go through but who do you call when you're floating in a tin can and ground control is too far out of rangecommunication
they say humans cannot learn by osmosis then i must be a little less human everyday i am as absorbant as a sponge only i need a good squeeze drain off a little maybe get a little closer to human part of the machine on the conveyor b


9-10-03all ye of the street cruisers9-10-03
my country tis of thee
Jaye and i both in our separate Jetson Starships
see the green brown homeland
sink into the blue
from the blue of the ocean
to the grey of the sky
to the grey of this concrete jungle
a blues tune tuned from the speaker
to my heart
my heart reception is bad here
it can only pick up the blues
my house as a cinderblock
three floors of concrete squares
so honey, spread your wings
and take to the sky
but this time there's no Jetson Starship
no blue to fade into
only the g
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Bugrit! Millenium hand and shrimp!
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