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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

wth is john galt?

Dust
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Sunday, March 06, 2011

PAIR A DICE

i searched high and low, from here to eternity
past the deep, dark black hole's singularity
and there it was, an indescribable desert-like force
the source of gravity, inertia and thermodynamics


in a cup of coffee or caffeine-free tea
a snack of a drink to find the elevator
to the floor without fiunding the door
drink deep, pair a dice appears as a red-black, blue-green sea


come over to my place after work
be there by seven, stay 'til eleven
give your blessed executive ass to a clerk
that's my insufferable stairway to heaven


broken, then renewed, jazz emerged from the blues
believe me, inevitably i wouldn't lie to you
elvis or mozart, wagner, kant or plato et al
or whomever you choose, all took the cosmic fall


open the door, the light illuminates disappearing shadows
black nothing to white nothing no one knows
and then, in a moment, absolutely everything
all is the same, above so below


crease in your pants, pleats in your skirt
please me just by payment in the form of dirt
boogie woogie movin' my feet to the rhythm
feelin' the sweet beat, recalling that i am what it is


--rjstephan