You Know What I Mean (Selected Poems) 1966-2009 Bells Is this happy or sad? An old saxophone Fine day for walking Pebble in the stream Pudgy little baby Poppa home soon Blue of sky Waving little hands around Little hand waving Mountain in mists All day long Stew cooking in the kitchen Mama Fine sprinkling in the air coming through Rain Just notes. Dada The life we led, our follies and our deeds of heroism A tireless quest for the anti-art I shall not be able to confine myself to the bounds of history Bells, drums, cow-bells, blows on the table or on empty boxes The new poetic language "X" was obsessed with Men possessed, outcasts, maniacs The paralysing horror which is the backdrop of our age is made visible Man who was first to judge what was beautiful or ugly Which has brought joy to thousands with its honeyed garlands of verse Everyone was happy to watch The individual soul as it wanders Nothing like this has existed before Such a brilliant editor at work The Gear of Time The gear of time The syndrome of your meaning Elastic limit A great, frictionless, silent being A great frictionless time of elastic meaning is the gear of the limit which makes the syndrome of a silent being. The syndrome of time is a great frictionless limit of the gears of meaning in an elastic, silent being. Elastic as time, a great frictionless meaning of the syndrome of limits is the gear of a silent being. The gear syndrome is elastic and as great and frictionless as time's meaning limited by a silent being. H. Matisse What they have done, what I am trying to do My pictures are expressive Like a protracted summer or a cold sky with lemon trees that give a chilly impression That deep gravity which persists in every human being Will only serve to confirm my impressions A mental soother Like a good armchair Sufficiently mastering oneself The inventors who explained to us the techniques of flying Neglected by less successful aviators Where are these rules? If it were possible to learn them what sublime artists we would have Great artists are deeply impressed When I put down green it doesn't mean grass Is not the creator himself nature? Sustained and kept by the divine You too are gradually rising upward Like a tennis racket returning from space Time is the original creation Loosened up, gathered together, or drawn out Rest and quiet Even for those who have never been in an airplane A man with a searchlight does not move through space as a pilot does Ruthless optical distortions Poem (Where chance has never settled) Where chance has never settled Behind the mountain appears the moon — red and gigantic The end of the meal or the music of broken light Something ferocious, like a chest pierced by a sword I heard the resounding blows of a hammer upon planks The Secret of Charlie Parker Just like he was explaining to you while talking to somebody else They walked in looking very raggedy "When I stop playing, we'll be laughing in each other's faces" "Mild applause will suffice" he would say Then he shut the door behind him The swish of a car speeding down the highway, the hum of wind in the leaves "Once you refused me when I really was hungry" He had notes to explain all these phenomena of nature "I think I have broken my ankle" The Wings of the Dove Only to break down without an accident The final, fatal sponge that I ask He stood as one fast by the upstairs fire, in a whole dark December afternoon Fell straight across the field Like a lighted window at night The crack of a great whip in the blue air From the moment the picture loomed They had pressed in that gaity an electric bell that had continued to sound Vast, obscure, lurid Like plashes of a slow, thick tide That wears, that washes, that survives use, that resists familiarity The various signs of a relation Looking at the mysterious portrait through tears Like fish in a crystal pool Idle lads at games of ball, their cries mild in the thick air Complicated brass So crystal clean, the great cup of attention you set on the table An image of never going down As sad as a winter dawn It opened out as a dark, confused thing The adventure of not stirring In a wondrous silken web The reflected light of the admirable city Divided from it by so thin a partition It should now be wholly left So painfully astray, wandering in a desert in which there was nothing to nourish him As even the great length of the table had not baffled Polished pressure Say at once a balloon Born to float in a sustaining air It has been lifted off Being here on the edge of a great darkness The question of her friend's chemical change This was always an incalculable light For all that she must see swept away Letting it go as deep as it will It was like a clap of hands The French Support The mass of green length was so beautiful New descriptions were written else found. The village animals' businesses died. The forest chief's encyclopedias were stressed by The seeds of time. Occupied people who court shock Late enter Egypt The ideal which alone make them brilliant. The shows of the sufferings of the worms collected nights In a cave. Storms of revolting robberies Suggested the styles of an unusual subject which bears Like elements feeling cults that agents enslaved fatally Engender in contrasting wolf readers To turn matter into an ancient imitation Of foreign mysticism that dreams wave As the sole possible desire literature, Strictly stretching into holes the sayings Marvelous hope was nursed on as history's train, With a sincere defense traveling to accused restaurants That fashion had never stood against before In the mind hero. "Early" never corresponds to the enchanting moonlight that shares The mean experience of the masses of sensory lead. Angry Fliers We kept on with him building up where best to use what product many places in that concept would smash your fist in the panel. This work it's all I know all over again. Stuff's strong gate will find you there last stage one mark of today's normal vacation adjustment. Some sort of hallucination upstairs dressing in the locker room alone with no trace of the original inexcuasably highhanded the name in the corner. Great injustice at the hands more than he had in the air colors your memory in addition to a log that days tape no part of it witness to reality carefully arranged you leave pod containing negative tag the physical facts area of motive deliberate tampering plans explode down that request was an invention created illusions you had. Build nothing against put the blame shut her down now this end of the bed enticed me on the phone like it so much start without me. Your lips and their lives. The Orange Space Magnets The long swords that descend into space By the arclight make three brass rings start clothing themselves quickly. Orange space banks. A spoon burner. Long gravity bolts. Soup tentacles of wax. In the old hollow table all the magnets were quiet. Revolve some gum in a boat. My tires just had to stop. Orange billfolds plastered the cans like gas. A stroke of a single balloon means wires in a cave. The swift iron pans flew across the room into the open space magnets. A rug handle is good to eat. The bowls were packed tight as submarine cases. In the soup the orange fighters had the pin shakes. It was hard to see the night Fall into place like a naked shot of glass. Were these pool jokes all over? Feeling around he sought the face Of time which delights in light blue haze. Shotguns were mounted on complete outlaws backs to zoom Into empty breaks. The camp was bounded and torn. To the wax tomatoes that the night has shifted in the sky so long The magnet pigs swim in terror on a cold orange farm. It is necessary To mount in the castle of the brass lights. The berries Were poured in their steel outfits onto the stretcher Boats. The hollow planes zoomed near the wall Of the orange space magnets. The Circus World A man racing against a horse has no chance when Broken glass moves When hands move made from The strings of a tent, which Maximum in their crazed anger Flash "White horse, white horse!" The young girl firing the gun at the moose In the middle of the table in the glass flow Had to gasp when her real glass tears began to flow. The hat on the rack limply stood, A lamp behind its back projecting "the Hugging and kissing rain," then it had to stop and switch to A road through the trees leading to Its door. In the foam we saw the American flag marching on its poor back. Slowly A shaft of sunlight on the floor became A stab from the fire — O crazy, it was High above the ground! He said, "The name beside the wall will start walking to Those lions in a ring who have started to walk to those Happy Fields once again." Then a long walk started for The dancing horses just when he began Counting the men racing against the horses. Night of Tenderness Absolutely secure from A certain immaturity he Felt dissatisfied with its structure A long flash-back of which was A little uneasy about this and Washed out emotionally with A certain coolness Quite obviously drawing The downward spiral In some pictures In those days figure Representative of a great power class Becomes her doctor Not surprisingly however As she pulls up in a Cadillac They marry the girl A servant to his desires who Begins to slip from his hands like The man within Largely eroded away To fade into complete obscurity with Such a sense of sadness Saying, Poor me Open on the sand Pearls shone in the sun Red-striped tights Had become hilarious Closer over her list Amusing them around him More fully and deeply Later on Special reservations Moved so fast He opened the gate and Evaporated before their eyes If they had a repose when Thing look black and are Mechanically raised and lowered the Lobes of their ears None ever recovers from Pulling out his chair like A new facet of the fabulous Its wheels were of silver That covered the floor up to her then Ravished her with A piece of precious cloth made by Bizarre machines In the dawn ringing from a Doll's voices from New York that Up so high in the load An undignified position Seemed gorgeous to and Utterly withut feeling Tied to the Times Tie your work to the times After the times have ceased and started to decay. Practical With a peculiar skill Exposed to a play precisely fit the intentions' smash hit to their bosom that so loves a dandy One brittle stream keeps producing a healthy example of itself fairly readily. Gets revived so ephemeral Printed in pink ink Consists of a short walk and raised hats. Her best slender means A casual mention. To suggest lumps him. Fascinating automatically will carry one to patches in between meetings begun and ended currently watching X or Y. What's the gossip not revolutionary the kindly ones lately Some of by being delayed about that red hot just in at the time on the tip of my tongue to say Around the parts completely tied up Comes to mind rather remarkable orange tremors of intent a vein suppressed. It dropping names out of the english presses laughing at itself Saying editorially love to do it supporter or explainer. Clan brilliant choose one work to preserve something else awe and hatred. Awkward translations playing the game of fiction glittering on music cannot know everything but Do know everything. An interesting personality Totally blind other person being a judge Thick lenses unerringly see that much at a time. Various forms of theories of nature healing notions the sun could cure. This complementary relationship A transcendental mystic anticipates all that amusing an entertaining dissection theme of child obsessions All utterly victimized. Gift for the outrageous sitting in a bath tub. Parting shot as the camera pulls away From a very serious stage in his life. A sane center prototype sits there in the middle calm famous to view the soulless as the future continues I suppose to come true in many ways as man progresses technologically and must choose salvation decanted from bottles put on the job. All he wants to do when he gets down slipped up a little bit. Some human form conflict is. Built upon themes after many a summer A fountain of youth madness swipes loved monkeys always hanging out in trees in between equally frightful two-hundred year old men who become more loathsome cackling and clawing. Fade out on that note that locked up one thought in mind together At dinner. Corruscating has become blazing eyes willowy and languid for awhile walking in the desert. More limited than the decline and fall loved ones' serious production Put here a handful of dust And pathos too. Significantly last hours really Embark on that now at the head. Will they stand men at arms sort in a farewell that could respect a certain mellowing From first to last in the face of all the other evils Bound into a great tradition for a long time? Exiled ties are stronger out of condition. Muddles through and comes out on the other end and will never get it back. California Down the brains softly in the wind To take that old book From the shelf The trouble descends the foot in my hair The least little bit Painted pictures of the desert that shine A joy to be living a cloud some day Valentines they can desire The moon of beauty is right at hand Don't let your fog blow away Your lonely farm didn't need to ruin We're rolling in or You can regress I spent my whole time kissing The food all in a slump I wish I had a system to my heart and not my mind The diamond misery I find Cigars and the rent Steaming in the name of the Lord The sun blasted black Life I know has torn Your life, joy, and pain But cattle are standing on my heart and eye For in death I'm caressing you Filled up with tea now to blend Like a lap in her hand Dusty boobs would really shame you now Things will never be set Who feels a thousand Chinamen Adjustable hairdressers Ugly beauty Spread the needles For I found the golden wire Did you catch the faces of those rolling in your garden Falling when they ride All the lonely feelings that return in misery His fine and purple hands are bring to his mama's breast in agony Maybe I see myself among the clouds The doctor's face that I call home Watch her eyes dim confusion, not me Statuary in high-heels. Wyoming Fan your love with me. Colorado This is the day I have my heart within me turn The strings you used to bend A sizzling day There in a veil of white fire From this land of lonely My Memoirs Music, the music of beautiful music — No use looking as high as that. Who could help us? Stranger things have happened Tomorrow a job, not a career! Some seed which was afterwards to grow This humiliation continued Knocked down and fatally injured I laid an oath Great oaths from little acorns grow By my unseen hand That died with her Too tempting to be refused Many such heartbreaks A terrible blow almost immediately Toying with for some time for you Hasn't been used since that day To live again in the present in the future Some delicacy actually Since then it's grown worse He got down on his hands and knees Prolonging this vulgar brawl We serve each other right The ruin of my whole campaign Bagged one there A few days in bed The remainder of my life Not in fiction but in fact A glass of warm affection Merely to tantalize. Meteor Get away from it! The finest — what does it need? In anything, in a garage — a terrible almost hopeless task In lethargy a scrap of paper Wherever my eye alights Strange Here are some technical conclusions which can be drawn from the previous explanation Like a butcher apprising a beast Like a dog sniffing a bone It was going out and coming in He began moving slowly He used to kneel down Even that paradise is hidden inside black seething water which is all phosphorescent There and then filled with a feeling All his life might be only a dream inside regular diagrams Who knows how long a dream lasts as he gazed out for hours A man in whom exists this present contracted in time everything he ever was... You say, quite a medley! It is frightfully difficult to express things Everything is made for us out of small pieces Picking up shells by the sea Fought not in vain. Someday 1. Someday the universal fire will swallow up the truth The mighty earth will snap And what is precious to man The path divine, the fact of mind Joined in the chariot of life Will end 2. In spite of wars Perchance God in his heaven The universe really at large A short dance-like structure Forever Tunes this world 3. Beautiful empty laughter Beautiful empty lung The noble song and game Some injured one Will just resent them 4. Grief without lightness Wondrous machine Beyond dispute Good for use Though used to conquest Just because to yield Must be caused to yield 5. The melody will end... The Night Has Eyes A seething madness rages inside Another sordid affair I won't hear a word I always say the earth's like a human being You find yourself with your leg under the mud It seems to draw him somehow Does no one know the path across? I suppose I'm not the first visitor you've had here Walking back the way she came He's no more of use in the outside world A little bit of fluff He's almost human though, miss She could have helped you if only you'd loved her You're still buried alive I'm flaying myself to be here like this You mustn't be late. Goodnight. This is a bad house You look like someone who might listen I'm like a dog that's whistled two ways I've done everything I can and said all I dare I throw my noble robe about my shoulders Something hidden and permanent recurring at certain intervals I was beginning to feel my confidence creep back when it happened again I came here and fooled the world I dislike death I want to be by myself What is all this Exterior decorating Corny sunlight after the gloom A town full of gorgeous beasts I've got to hear everything I've heard This is the path that goes across In My Attitude A hardening attitude Sometimes a better relationship. We're getting the attitude here We're not picking a fight with anybody. It was so neat and tidy That it hurts my attitude. Feeling alone My attitude is yours. To consider the situation very seriously When love comes right through Practical, modern, with a human touch Don't be put off By the attitude. Nobody seems to care Couldn't make you love me Couldn't give you oil Too much for me Like tortured notes Don't let my tears fall in vain Change your attitude. I don't know what to do My heart is aflame One more time In my attitude. Memory, Memory I take the best of the worst Picture somebody in the rain in a train I used to return To the desolate grave but I don't go there anymore This old heart can't keep my mouth from my face It's not enough to earn alone Portraying a need That's not enough In the cold ground This is a mistake All we make Is tears and grain, tears and grain What a loss Memory, memory, you get in my way Poetry It accelerates my nerves and gives me psychic energy Like a fool I stayed too long. We kiss in the wind and the rain It seems to be nice The sound of the wind and the rain In a place that time forgot In a land where no one belongs… I reject all these Different evil combinations! Things connect up in a mysterious way One thing leads to another, I'm afraid to say. Author's Epitaph He thought he should be a lyric poet. Into the Night Nature is wonderful you will see how it goes when you arrive on earth all day after a while thinking that you might stay forever even into the night terrible beings that claw and stare in response to nature making of you without even thinking or trying something only alone in all the world trying somehow to be free each of you trying and crying in pain until at last it ends, the summer comes full blast and you ascend your arms open wide willingly pretending to be free happy to be waiting a second before you flee under the gun you thought you had lost your way at night but you hadn’t slotted to take a shot where before there had been rain it wasn’t very near as the temperature rose ad infinitum to its ultimate splendor into the night we hold so dear where the sunlight clears the grass for the multi-colored rose I want you to have with me waiting in the glow I knew that it would be that way — soon it was all unmade drawing to its close, maybe a memory. Major Trends I cannot of course hope When icy desert is a long evening in the solar system The whole sweep and swirl flares up suddenly bright Darkly it stood in their path occasionally streaked with light as it runs its course through the ages A coming now since centuries pastA spirit body also sits Active and alive todayA great primordial accomplishment Who knows what their original meaning was?Who will explain the explanation? They do it most out of a vast, central love for astronomyThey continuously and bitterly complain. Some Some people hurting Some people crying Some people trying Some people loving Put expression in your eyes Some people dying Put feeling in your sighs Some things meaning Some things being Some things tough Enough stuff What's in a name? The same. The blame. The fame. The shame. The flame. The fun stuff Again. The Chic Mystique (Sonnet) Now I'm here again How precious can you be The chic mystique. Totally detached from where I am May you know peace and plenty and satisfaction A big thing like that. Because I'm hoping for you You won't see me fall apart Tied up in sorrow, lost in the sun You've come to find a shining star You've got a part of somebody else. What a meaningless day It doesn't move me at all Caught up in endless confusion, living a life of illusion. Lost Opportunities (Double Sonnet) Everybody's got a story to tell Maybe you more than me But I know very well What it is to be Scared out your wits And frightened to die This happened to me Not long ago With rising impact Spiraling down Trying to stay ahead of inflation Find the balance The balance is found And the little bird which stands for my youth... Places I know, people I see Pack me with tears I see strange things, I see funny things You have changed things I've reach the end of my rope There's a memory in everything I see No sign of life at all The valley of footsteps no one hears How could I ever be you After all is done Although all my eyes were open It was because of the mist We kissed And spun. Everything Was Clear Everything was clear and nothing was certain They agreed and cared and felt dull coming up with the top down in the town where they met among the emblems of how they’d like to be in the afternoons in their chairs at the cafe in his mind cut loose where the soul lies in the dark in the hum where everything is true where it happened or would in time like a hidden melody in her hair or a sudden breeze uplifting their napkins all there was of action Time to go. Today’s Bright Truth “I alone have heard this lovely strain” My thoughts turn to dreams We only got these times we’re living in I want to relax your wound Questions of me to me The silence of a vast age Frozen in a vacuum Psychic hunger There was an incredible blast My heart flies downward Do you hear my broken prayer Just keep reaching for the sky See the way that light attaches to it Cloud your day with sunshine The sidewalks of God Quiet moments pave Take me up the stairs and out of the room The silence is incredible up here Where good things rest To fill the madness with song I have been jealous of your beauty I know it sounds funny Endless other goodies Everyday is like a glow Come quietly or we’ll take you in your sleep To something beyond ordinary speech Irresistible beauty It’s hard to see the world through these eyes This is a night made for romance The breeze is murmuring low People don’t understand The plan Take me up on your cloud of destiny Just above our own moon The shelter is the sky I can hear the hills falling A new strain of night Hopefully together again The lines between myth and reality blur In this strange and elusive place The everlasting sands of time Grant me that consciousness, with all its subjectivity When the weather is really hot Frankly, I am disillusioned A morning liquefier That eternal process Today’s bright truth. April (Standard Hope) Off again as we Here again on tape I show what I find That’s life, that’s war My teeth are nice When they chew Maybe one day you’ll find out Do you have this now It’s a tragedy around the world You know how wispy clouds are Or an extra-ordinary heart-rending throb I will replace you at once Before you can say yes A staple in the eye My mission in life This will sound terrible Can’t you see a design What is the world made of A breath design We see you now Go ahead and whine Go ahead and laugh I can only be faithful to my heart For I am not afraid May I share the world with you All I serve How could somebody do this Here’s nothing else They say that life will blow over I can reach a star This is a heart Now my heart is severe I’m happy, it’s a great life Just take it from me In the sea of fluctuation With muted ceremony If life could be forever Opposite America is some money Something cherished is lost Except my lips It’s fading, fading with time every day We came out of the clouds To show us the way it wants to be It became so obvious Today watch out for me My experience is to be How the layer flavors The largest flowers The deep recesses of the cave Here is my self Look what you’ve never seen before Standard hope. Lend An Ear Lend an ear Don’t sneer My throat is parched and dry. I can’t breathe. My esophagus is numb. My thoughts are dreams. The sky blind The sun in retreat All my goodbyes are gone. I don’t want to be mad anymore. Everybody has another life Making it completely uncommon Which all comes back to one thing Found in the ground Of your desire for pleasure. I will make a difference in your life. Change is so amazing. I don’t want it to be A live package some people need. Picture your life. There is no other you Between us. I will laugh again. Everybody has another plan Beyond the sea. Everybody knows enough. Everybody is a camera. The man seemed to describe an invisible experience Where the consciousness never sleeps ever afterwards in a dream. You are my son in surprise. You’re almost alive. Don’t forget your heart. It falls in the air. Now I want to go The show on the road United by deep compatibility. Just one more reason I’m everything I was. It’s the world’s loneliness debated. There’s something in this picture you can’t see. How are you feeling about this so far? When do I get what I want? I’d be very interested in this body. Everybody is with it Spreading like a net. My attitude has not survived. I’m dancing around you The way home tonight. Now you just play the music. Path to Yourself Like an old wind I’m blowing down the dusty miles as I gather on the steps of time The trace of a face I see Reflected in the glass Revealing the feeling As my heart burns in a dream Overheard indistinctly No longer the closed fist Of my love for you. Shakespeare — Know it well: Some achieve greatness again and again When time shall call him home Let it be alone That trudge between the king and shore a suppliant evermore Large-handed robbers She is stirring My honest friend, The place makes claim Since you in non-regardance cast my faith At point of death To wind about my love with circumstance As I am a Christian soul When the courtesy of it is so fearful Your spirit is too true, your fears too certain These eyes, which never shed remorseful tear, Then shall we hear the alarm And coldly furnish forth the marriage tables, A pick-axe and a spade, For in my sense it is happiness to die And dream. — Be patient and give them leave. — Virtue itself of vice, my villain! — My testy master... — Malodorous malcontent, excrement Which stretches to their servants, children, wives Like scent into a temple. — The troop is past – — O what a world is this! — I hope it is some pardon or reprieve… — I love the sport well, you speedy helpers Till it is whetted on your stony cold hearts. Formula 1 The vortex of this winter’s work How many generations have already been ambushed Raw power and the rise and fall increasingly hard and lurid, horrible word but true balanced on his forehead I love everything vicariously through him over a cup of coffee short and sharp This judgment is made solely it says only now It was the perfect cue This is excellent news famed for its awesome power Then came the gradual decline evocative and magical age We all got together with our favorite plea a significant performance By assessing man and machine The rough road was won delivering numerous battles Nobody moves except you a visitor of frequent swings against their so-called colleagues and they already have their own engineers to keep a close eye on things A more healthy atmosphere if he’s given a free hand Virtually to the death If things change that did very well Every problem worries you The endless stream of cash continued as the solitary point required heavy braking the same week and a few eyebrows were raised There is an irony here, hard to control If you blinked, you missed it emotions running wild in tears down his face There had been some poetic justice No wings on a naked, mechanical machine laconic, understatedly cool You’re sitting right in the middle of the gas tank And someone else is accelerating. Chelsea Savoy From the trivial to the risible We make our way From the obscure to the demure We hear what they say From the numinous to the voluminous We spend the day From the crass to the crappy We’ve no time to play. A dip in the chemical cemetery Memory is just a rap Look as far as you want An explosion in return You should feel ever after This behavior This emotion locking it up. There is nothing we know There is nothing we don’t know Who adjusted the flame Before we meet again There isn’t enough time, is there? Why don’t I hold your cookie Here Where it’s forever a blast You know you can’t afford it We need to have an alternate formula A ceremony we can afford When the sun comes down In our streets in flame. This subtle dream may fade Gone like a leaf blown away An empty smoke ring Softly and deeply Something is calling Enjoy your skin Have fun. I’m a regular guy Sometimes I lie In this bizarre mirage Let me think You will not leave Somewhere where you wouldn’t say no To worship an object, an ebullient theory I won’t ever tell you about it so You’ll never know. Hmm! It’s morning Although I wouldn’t insist upon it You could call it a prank An emotional embodiment Leaching the prime. You’ll think Another metaphor tonight Hollywood is ready With that darned snake. Where does all this belong? There is something raw and significant here In a monotone Let me graze tonight Swiftly they run Hello again Where there is an end to slow and fast Whenever whatever it mattered. The Center of the Sky The water which cleanses even without being a river a cool breeze of paradise even without being a celestial jewel Glorious moon, to you I bow A garden of white flowers the dew at the tip of the grass obscured by the dense darkness those who call in a pitiful manner all the things we wish for From the point of view of time why does one say “wheel” the friend of the sun calmly emitting light hurled into it through other forces A hero free from chains overpowered by anger, one is blind out of the mire of desires the darkness of beings like the center of the sky while even an ordinary man whose eyes fill with tears apart from the actuality of reality having become like that An effort made by the hand held he insists upon through spelling out a consciousness appearing as it arises Those who stay at the edge names and life are found The mind of a transcendent echo an old snake skin in the face of the mundane flowing like a stream the sphere without appearance they appear without existing coming from a far distance the sole self itself In men never satisfied the burnt and the burning the beauty of one’s own face is verified The world is already wrapped like a silk cocoon This present does not last The rays of intelligence have made the light manifest wide, white perfect wings the strong wind advances There is no turning back a natural, effortless performance driven by the wind bodies of mental nature Like rain falling from the clouds immersed in this condition when peace is reality words cannot refer to it from something different, from the sky an optical illusion in a pore inclined to movement and chained by fetters of expectation moving as vehemently as a dancer weary of the journey He penetrates them the sky of the mind blue the drawing of a bright, pointed light. Fate Good morning, invisible finger a very mystical presence Sooner or later everything burns away This is so obvious it was meant to be Everything is different from what it was I am not what I was meant to be Why do you mock at fate? Floating along on a conveyor belt A force overpowering nature If I could just explain it clearly then you’d understand Where the cuckoo meets the silly essence of the dawn You are not what you feel They work hard and they want something to feel Moved by this tragic confusion The beautiful moon arose over a nebulous sea The bitterness of beauty The old ascend To a glorious future In the mystery of endless night A giant once lived in that body I am yours but not tomorrow Faith, hope and reason Everybody is looking for nothing else A swift swim in the sun Get to the wave that’s right A twist in time Before this is over a new age has begun a million nights The name is one Forgive me if you please I’m on my knees Out to sea The will to kill had always been there Oh, what would I do without you? Forever I’m planning forever. I put push into shove. Everything has another face tomorrow. Why should there be forever? It has a nice ring. Forever is what was wasn’t. Waving on a cloud of glory I plant my flag forever Where the wave takes me. What’s going on up there in the clouds? The curse of the stars. The end of tomorrow. The gift of love to an unruly child. It’s almost fantastic. It’s almost humorous. Say why I think of you in the distance. We love in vain. Can’t stop the night. Time slowed down over the years. Let the ripe fruit fall Forever. My End Is Near My end is near Welded from many races and societies I have many anecdotes to tell There is something reprehensible going on Everything is behind me Here’s my new word: Nice You can’t falter Everything is terrible That threatens the future Give me the light of your life The individual source Here is my captivating design Like always, like never before Everything stays cool It is time to offer you more Clever names Time is of the essence especially now The one thing it speaks to Everybody is pleasantly surprised You have nowhere to go but up There’s the genius of tomorrow Here’s what you’ll find out I speak for you in the audience Galloping ahead into tomorrow The bittersweet cry Everyone has a purpose, someone whom to be There’s so much violence and disease A finer way to get by Just be a good man Give a hand where you can Everything is halfway around the world All the visual things that I love All the things that I want in life That escaped my notice Everybody has something to do Instantly Life will still be there Everything will see me there Swinging in the air Down the lonely highway There is no honor here We are alone tonight I’ve got a thing My smarter self The last challenge Living with my silent heart Like leaves left out in the rain Everybody just laughed Here’s the situation Here’s my right foot I rang in the wind Don’t you have to know the truth Lives of suffering A pile of terrible things A mental frame is placed on your head This has been such a long struggle Do you feel optimistic about lying here I was distinctly hit This seems brighter Like on fire It will be there in the morning I want to capture something Here’s my hero I guess I’ll have to make my visit longer It’s a wonderful world My greatest hope I wish you’d awaken and let me know Everything here is melting This is the soul of everything we make The spirit lives on Violent exercises are not enough One of a multiple option It’s like a little surprise The thought is alive today I’m closed to you Because I went away Moving speech It’s too intelligent to be categorized What’s our possibilities Since you look at me I want to say we never met When things were normal I am not this person I can’t wait to see him gone You and I alone know this Everyone has the same resources Don’t kill yourself when you die. A Game of Cards Hold the card as long as possible No player but he If weak lead through honor land down on the table by taking them from their opponents from a very remote period There are other ways of seeing The penalty for an error Watch the game narrowly Supposing you remain It is not necessary to dilate Whatever is useful is true Each player stands on his own leave your partner free the probable good effect of forcing forces both hands opposed to you that under other circumstances would have been sacrificed Find out for yourself one of the cards is real he spreads on the table Another game he plays There is one small room The privilege may also be transferred A single game is won when a player tries to conceal his strength When a player plays alone A hand once abandoned and laid down listen to yourself and take control Do not lead to the highest remaining after the division obliged to follow with a heart debarred from taking any part Debarred from taking under no circumstances without consultation with his partner he would otherwise be entitled as long as it is equally useful Each player then takes the miss keep back your adversary however seldom attained The game is played as follows the same amount as was previously contributed not exceeding the limit in rotation This stroke of good fortune a major sequence usually in your maneuvers who is acquainted with the real need not be told making the best he can I order it up and go once around the world When your card is led equally between the players remaining after the equal division being left The only advantage that lies Would have been sacrificed There is but little chance for skill face downward Here’s my mistake If in error The most important part when you turn up and cannot injure him the ante deposited leads to the next as they turn up the switch remember he has but By some rules to enclose precisely the same Let your great principle be Should you be weak If a discrepancy occur Lookers-on must not interfere unless appealed to Be powerful against them till you are obliged to play a backward game By this plan you may take the command of your partner’s hand as a means of innocent amusement where it remains any violations of the laws whether made purposely or by accident Does it feel like real men and returns a heart, and so on holding the best whose turn it was and makes no sign Are you looking for me Here’s my way of knowing holding the age that equalizes in rotation which suits him best until someone is satisfied and so on all around It is always advisable to set a limit Thus it might happen then takes place as before and neglecting to show them many little contrivances have been invented while he holds A condition made at the beginning This is done previous to raising that is, when a call is made the right to order up proved to be imperfect or incorrect or words to that effect. These Little Things I will supply you with tears Crowding everything out My dreary life is over I have flown away Stories are never ending Here’s what I say I’m sure you’ll agree Everything flies away That’s the idea for staying alive Creature of habit The birds are watching The starry trek Put this all into one big puzzle A turbulent blue bright light Leave all that sensitivity behind you Little by little I’m putting this place together Revolving revolving It’s a whole new concept where you live This is my most important job Everybody’s doing these little things Reminding me of you. Alive I’m glad I'm alive and you aren’t Dead I don’t like what I see I want to tell the truth I didn’t ever want to know a thing How did it happen Always inside of you The magic of our art Headlamps that rotate Diamond of mist This is the goal Happiness is what I think of Everything is directly Stories unfold from every shop window Above the laws of man Imagine the feeling of floating waves Twisting and shouting When stopped for questioning, he could not be found Everybody’s whistling a happy tune Everything fell apart My savior is my gun Ties that bind Are hard to unwind Thought City An amazing piece of work It will intensify the night The danger of reality I’ve just revealed to you my emotional underbelly The last kiss I’ll ever know. The Same Thing The same thing over again Everybody is laughing Everybody has a plan I’m off on a star again We don’t know what’s going to happen Do you want to start a revolution A whole universe awaits They were there when it started to arrive In an instant Who has found us I won’t follow till I’m lost Here’s where I waited favoring tomorrow Maybe I’m far from you A decorator of death In the naked expanse There’s a double life There is no mind on that ship Everything is what I can do It could be natural Scattered on the light side You are not the others Your words say nothing About a foundation under the earth. An Irregularly Shaped Box Every day is a word The world as we know it ceased to exist It was rowing like an oar I walked out into the garden I’m a scar An invisible glass Always pretty impressive. Whose song is this: “That’s life, look out You sure got a million That’s the last thing you’ll ever do. "What’s your name My father’s mustache I want to know Everything you do.” Will you open up wide and come in Visions that challenge your imagination Everything you’d like to do today Here’s my lovely hammer I’m bringing you up to what’s wrong. When the next attack happens Where will you be In the attic, in the cellar, in the pantry My hand is under my pillow Everything is still secret When everyone walked the other way. I feel pity for you Dreams of wealth You have to start over To symbolize how love has grown Briefly self-destruct I’m glad I’m not feeling well Everything was constructed one way. Glimpse of me I don’t want there to be any anger Have you been good this year? Everything’s on the inside Thank you for joining me Each kiss is yours. All these abstract extremes He made the light bright wherever he’d go A smile inside a lonely heart you’d see The little stars are aglow I’m here on the plain One more grandiose story of denial. My most impressive power I’ve heard everything I can hear An uninterrupted interruption I’m afraid of everything and ashamed of nothing I found myself in a downward spiral of debauchery. Everything has another self You don’t have to see beauty Wouldn’t you like everything to be like this I’m on the way You’re like a rocket ship I left with myself Who are you where is he Are you him Everything has to go away from me. It’s an amazing reason I’ve never heard before Roaring at me all the time I’ve never been kissed I will never look fat again I will never struggle against anything. Every emotion that you can feel is good Its raw approaching Such a vibrant feel When the world needs heroes Don’t let his eyes fool you Do you think I’m another freak Great for wintry nights? Obey my dog, Spike Nothing to worry about Dying along the way How do you feel about it? It’s enough to make you laugh I have enough hope to last Swimming in tears. There’s aluminum me You’re really clever Into my tummy Take care It’s not just a pipe dream Ask your doctor today There’s something else in here Everything is a-simmer Connect these dots Where everything was in need of help. In the zone of my life After my hope is gone An enormous fire engulfed Call the world Save the moments That you’ve received most wanted Dropt like a stone A sign from above. I’m happy for you My heavy heart As if in a dream Do you remember the night we met? I’m here on earth, a mighty fine accomplishment We’re all going in the same direction Weep alone for heaven Sitting in your regular chair may be easy Yes, I’m back now Don’t forget life. The fire in the eyes Tender and calm Follow the generous impulses of your heart and pray for guidance Here’s the golden rule for humanity Embrace without friction Each giving to each The source of vigor and strength It’s like a sacred trust to know the end of the beginning Out there in the rest of the world Here’s what I like to see Till it’s all gone away the living of the moment. Don’t let anything in or out Keep your connection with the sun My secret museum I’ve given you another chance I’ve done a lot of different things This is the moment We’re just having fun Maybe I’m wrong The lonely buses go by The breeze on my skin A free hole in the joy Everyone has a horse Nothing’s changed When taken over by time. You lead the way and I will follow Turning into the black horizon I’m like you be A knife on a zing I will mesmerize you Your face here Heaven opens it Everybody’s gotta be normal I want everybody clean I gave you what you wanted A new wind is about to blow I am only happy when I laugh I’m busy with my puzzle Are you as silly as I am to believe? And I’ll show everybody Serve your loins All wrapped up I can make it rain if I want to It’s all natural seeming to me Everything keeps rising We’re all watching Questions of a violent wind Exfoliation is creation The only thing that’s real is you I’m proposing but I’m losing Another way today I feel like I’m in a fog Doesn’t it kind of break your heart? Handsome you Quickly roving I’m skating a monkey over to you A globe-expanding explosion Don’t stop them From small towns with a spirit Nothing helps but chances Sweep them up Go for your life Everyone deserves a fair shake You can notify me by your side. You’re not serious today, right? Each a valuable member I’m still a shepherd in the field The way spoke into being Now here’s an answer God’s plan for giving up things My name is bright I have nothing to say or do Everyone has a burning I’ve been waiting a long time Every weekend Imagine what I feel. With the wind behind him Carry me forward Is there a tumor in your town? Continue without patience The power of up Everybody fell You can’t trust the other self Enough to end the game like a clock Make it work Everybody left early. You may control your own fate That’s all we can ask Our gift to you lasts the whole year through Crafted to evoke emotion Beyond the machine I will try to swim in your water At home in your waters A cold she has never known Your place in the world is unique Everything comes to a close There’s no length to these. I know it hurts A war will interrupt Unlock mysteries A mysterious combination It seems there was little hope That gives us a clue to parts of us Think back how they were when they came The little boy is blind He remembers everything It’s not their destiny They are healthy and strong We just have to turn a page. There was terrible news You can’t stand up to it Want a coffee? Anything you want to say? I have to leave this beautiful sight Do you know what it was called? What do you think I am Do you think I’m me? I’m so tired of calling For love You say we wake it all up The opposite of that Everybody has to pray You think I’m me, not you Around the hub. When you dust my brilliant clothes I am stroking my hair around my legs Do you think God is in every sky Once again with a plan Everybody holds the door A sweep of sound My heart palpitates happy to have found A sound A burgeoning symphony It‘s hard to find I chose it with me inside A chill No disguise I left inside the sliver where I was listening. I walk alone The prisoner of cobblestones Talking without speaking I wonder if I might see you The silence was silence Dancing around a star I’m climbing up to you Where your mute expression Helps me want to sing. An entity never shines for long I am very lucky today Giving up something you love for the greater good How does that raise to the level of glory? One less note: You’re not here anymore I will not forget everything I wanted to be I’m bidding farewell It’s all been carried out It’s got a force field. |
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