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halo at your feet
contajus, Oct 18, 2005

So poignant
So tuff
Puffy puff
Has anyone ever called your bluff?
In surrounding circles peers are stuck
For fear of sounding self-righteous
Held back advice
Cuz the vice applied to their life
Put down that stuff

Detangle the flange of the elbow angle
Deltas dealt
The further the more farther
The filament
The farter
Harmonized with the deterrent,
Lent advice to the detour
Now gather spice for the feature
Be sure
Surely surrounded with pooling spools
In the spoilage of fools
Tools tothed reaming the roots
What�s the truth
Unbury the goop
And get gobbling
Cuz the roof�s lighting is
either natural or halogen
And anthem�s in the wind.
Did nobody good to pretend
Preaching they knew the results in the end
That they knew anything about the end
That there was an end.
Desperate death crushes all bets
In peace we rest
Eating eternal goats
How far does this furnace go?
Rowing the rope
And oar and a bar of soap
While soap box is in and uproar
At the bar with a soda
The slender states quotes quotas
Escaped satiable sortas.
Devoted to more doesn�t do the trick
What trick, when all�s legit?
If you feel it fit,
Then fit it with feeling.
Up the grueling mountain doing a dance about this
Just fine,
Finally,
Without this
Plunge through it or over it
Even if it�s not the intent
Slowly enjoy the grove drove home
Hatched to roam,
Satuole full of foam
Make sure you don�t make too much clutter
Not to enjoy your lover.
Don�t be bashful,
There�s bushels baskets and batches full.
Lean on lisps
Prospects a product of this
Wake up, and flutterbye kiss
Re-evolve
Paint the pause
And the stalls

Sad sadges reversed my canary drums
And agitated my very fairy fun
Onions anointed on my cucumber bun
Saturated with sauted natural displays
Of flavor food games

Float your way back
this is the mind of my weather
I ain�t tryin� to be clever
I�m climbin for leverage
To see
This is the weather of my mind seas
C,
I see growth blowin leaves
Rustlin� the breeze
of the trees
and your caught coughing
in the wheeze.

Shook the brook in fold of the folder book
Spoken looks
soakin soot makes for murk
murk makes for marks
so embark on your part
turning teathered tarnish
in the natural varnish of lubrication�s stream
appreciation for the scream
screaming tuff�s uncut and
filtering�s had enough with inches
of inch by inch
stuck

Fuck a buck,
And dime,
And a truck
I�m dumpin� laboratories and hozes
Ladel�s and roses
Label�s and closes
Here we go kids
The galkid aint got no lid
And there�s no extra bib
What�d you do with it?
I had nothing
Something
Everything
To do with it
Do what you will
You must muster without it
Found it within
And out
Now loud we in.

Try and train track this
I fell through the filtered myth
Try and train track this stand stance
Handled a hampered kiss
Salty stance
Grainy film
A mixture dance to the helm
Starchips trampled the sand dunes
So salty hands do the sandy stance
Stand this
Handled a hampered kiss
Alongside the few
Tracks of this
Break back to the eclipse
I myth the mist
Admit the omitted
Filtered the train track myth
Through the mist
Missed the train track myth
Try and track trained myths
Tye trying
Trying tie
Try tying myth misted tracks
My capsule went
Entrapment is no myth
Trained to remain in traps

Wild free and riding
Perpetrators smooth for the fighting
Roots woos through the ringlet threaded juice
Following fortune�s fuse.
Dressed recluse
Cannibals failed the tails and turnpiked the rails
Rallied into jails
And stutter stepped due to abuse
Calculated clunks in the trunks and chest
Of ol� pirate booty
Greedy for gold
With good reason
In liquid form,
Sunshine solidifies when injested
Suspension of pensioned molecule�s collision
Towards drool spooling internal organs to deplore them,
Then swept the entrails with glorious gushing.
Nails crushing pustuoles
Tips thick
No incision
No victory
Simply bliss
Ripping through a stretching chest
Vests of sector cleansed rotten missed realizations
Of crisp syncopations
Potent proportions dripped the bent doors shut

So we scampered the clasp and severed the mask
Allowing all in at last

Poison of pasts
Severed sections aghast,
Turbulent trash wrestled up the fizzled carbon expanded bottles
And handed the throne to the bones with the throttle
How Hercules involved the evolved
Rumbles from translating mumbles
Serendipitous bubbles clasp the crumble
S
So we busted the door down!
And used the hinge-less wood
to paint our dreams and sorrows
onto murals with borrowed ink
that was borrowed from our mother wombs, pink

The elite dangle treats
And we think that because we got our bite,
We got um beat.
Highly likely underdeveloped and high in the overdeveloped streets

Halogen meets cobblestone
Harlequin meets bridled boasts
On the syringed streaks, we float
Cleansed with a pinch of paradise
And paraded mice carrots
Holding a paradigm priceless
Care holders
Share givers
And a vice grip
He�d rip that nose ring right out of your nostrils
Scratching your basketball leg with a coat hanger
Til the blood beaded in the dim garage
Pleated dress green
Handmade prairies
Adopted for flower fairies
Eyes from green to gray to blue to yellow
To hers
To her purrs
To her fur
Flames
The far and few
It�s been stare-ill-eye zed, the case,
The sledgehammer and the chainsaw
Greased the pipes ,
Freezed,
and we frenzied among the mold on the cheese

please,
feel the feed
as you love the hair
in your breeze
as you swing
higher and higher and higher
red leaves purple
remaining blue solo
not so lo or slow
pumping punkie bruster
ripping wind above the pine fence
fine, flinch with the chain�s hook,
I�ll dangle swift
Inches above the ripping risk
Prancing prints lace my mave
And salmon slithers solve the swirling winter�s wall
Realizing all baby�s crawl
all is all.
And if you jump, you fly, you fall

Easter bunny green and lumpy
White heart on chest, ears funny
Baby cradles
Names calling
Mommy�s mumbling,
Son�s a jumbling on the jungle gym
Cornerstone stores
A comin� home to hemorrhage�s biodomes
And now we�re mode roam
Home in home
Turtle dirt shell
Fuzzy purple tail propel
Mail marred the race
Break me open
And crack me again
Through the yolk
Of a shell gelled friend
Please let me lay my body of your couch
I�ll be gone before dawn
Please let me lay my head in your bed
I�ll be gone before dawn
I need you to lead me home,
I�m in the dead red zone.

Now I lay me down to sleep
These stone walls fall
To form dream�s speech

And this is where I left you
On Halloween
I left you there
On the cobblestone wall of our making
On Divisidero
Dare I go?
Between the golden gates and hate
Trick or treat
I stopped,
You talked
I had to, I made a date with my skate
I thought you wouldn�t miss the swiftness
I just had to go
I thought you�d follow
I didn�t want to interrupt
If I hadn�t drank that whiskey,
Ate that vikaden, and smoked that weed,
I might have been freer with my speech
But I guess that�s the distance of numbness peaks we reach
A breech of agreement never ruptured by tone
The dentist rendered me toothless of wisdom
And didn�t let me keep the roots
I knew I could do this,
Two days later I got on the bus
To prove this creativity could flow regardless
I�m sorry you went through this
I gagged on the gauze,
Chewed and swallowed,
And it was Halloween
We were on the street
We had to meet them
Far from home
I thought you�d come down the block
When you ceased to talk
Scared that it fits
This shadow
This silhouette
Dressed in my own regret
Leaves beading breath in sweat
And I�m sorry for the drips

So poignant
So tuff
Puffy puff
Has anyone ever called your bluff?
Held back advice
Cuz the vice applied to their life

Try and train track this
I fell through the filtered myth
Admit the omitted
I myth the mist tye trying

Now I lay me down to sleep
Halo floating ruff at my feet,
I didn�t want to wake you up
Now I lay me down to sleep
These stone walls fall
To form dream�s speech
And that�s where I left you
to fall
and pick yourself up
by the halo
at your feet.

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