Colorless Green Ideas

Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue, Thought I heard you talking softly. I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio, Still I can't escape the ghost of you. What has happened to it all? crazy some would say. Where is the life that I recognize? Gone away But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world, Somehow I have to find. And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world, I will learn to survive. Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say: Pride will tear us both apart. Well now pride's gone out the window, cross the rooftops, run away, Left me in the vacuum of my heart. What is happening to me? crazy some would say. Where is my friend when I need you most? Gone away But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world, Somehow I have to find. And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world, I will learn to survive. Papers in the roadside tell of suffering and greed. Fear today, forgot to...

I have a garage A workshop It was once filled with water and mold grows on everything but like good marriages it is built now on what isn't as well as what is I have a few things I've made and things I've invented I have a white board and a surf board and a skate board I surf there and try to invent things there are moments where I can focus on things But mostly I'm just bored I spend time on the internet most of which I do not live to regret I learn and travel and feel as if I am somewhere else I sit still and grow fat and soft My eyes grow weak I pulse through the sky with dark angels in flight across a godless ocean I adapt in profound ways I take time out to work with a switch that seems never to die and make it work better and connect everything in my backyard to the front and wireless to the side and out to the car and to my bike and to connect in other ways I will watch out for people who wear the internet...

Armored scales never a-clinking never breathing always drinking My color of skin the same as that within that which has no hinge, nor key or lid yet inside golden treasure hid I come not from not random chemical but like a comet to the earth Knowing well that when I was born I would need to feed And one day I will be saved from darkness and basketball And live to retire in a clear plastic bowl For the day at last I abandon my Goal My goal will be achieved. What Am I?

Some say the world shall end in fire others say ice But I have seen the end of the world in desire and I have seen the beginning of the world in the eye of a bird before it was killed I have heard the pure intentions juxtaposed between the sharpened claws of a cat who leapt silently and fell from the world I saw the moment the air opened wide and let him in I heard the poetry of the unerring strike Its effeciency The deadly allure of life within uncertainty The bird thought it could run away but like the cat who would go hungry It was taking a chance I saw the world fall away and the beautiful colors fade The cat takes the head and like kittens who must be led outside and away from litter and chairs and toys filled with catnip So we can be led to greatness Or cold silence. Chance Favors The Prepared Mind

There in the mist just before the dawn we remember the hiss the sound of the dragon deep within our bones It shocks us back to the living and gives us sense to fight together and make a stand Dragons can be confused and they don't know what they're hitting They burn their food torn in two Their approach is never subtle They do not have opposable thumbs and cannot build bridges Their armor is not always perfect Gold can draw their attention A dragon knows what from its hoard exactly would be missing But all that glitters is not gold Speak Friend and Enter

I don't care about Hawaii I've got Tahiti. I'm a cold ass honky. I've got it all . Under. Control. Check it out. Three people That dress up and clean my house. I've got it all. Knot agreed juries during Gnaw Tiffany Mouse I know the pieces fit. Because I watched them fall Square, fundamental Catching an edge and over The light I find and simple division carrying me forward through to the end Tweeze denied beef worker Isthmus This talking swear unbided Gemini wit cairn Onward through the storm Buddy herding explain air hedge rowboat design Grit your teeth Keep a stiff upper lip Move on and through and onto a sense of Compassion To survive After all 7 meters is alot of wave