of my friends
one of the only
will fly into my city
in the heated August month
should be grand to see him
better than most anything
one thing
will be
lengths of sky
laugh I laugh
-Lahmadaj
Showing posts with label laugh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laugh. Show all posts
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Saturday, September 18, 2010
all
dancing is the way to go
along in infinite space
melding the force of ground
laughing and pieces
another time will begin
health and animation
maestro of a million
-Lahmadaj
along in infinite space
melding the force of ground
laughing and pieces
another time will begin
health and animation
maestro of a million
-Lahmadaj
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
thinking
of those i've met
from time to time
friends
not only those that I know will always remain in contact
not only those that I love and laugh to think of them
all those people that shared part of their lives
interacted with me
laughed with me or became very serious
truth
in a glance
thinking of Welsh friends
how I may never see them again
but in thinking of that love
back and forth
circle
here in southern lands they have bronze
youngstown
somerset
santa cruz
pittsburgh
seattle
cardiff
london
portland
los angeles
new mexico
upstate NY
ohio
NYC
the mother turned round
been thinking
wonder how many more I'll be glad to see
if I'm allowed to remain
-Lahmadaj
from time to time
friends
not only those that I know will always remain in contact
not only those that I love and laugh to think of them
all those people that shared part of their lives
interacted with me
laughed with me or became very serious
truth
in a glance
thinking of Welsh friends
how I may never see them again
but in thinking of that love
back and forth
circle
here in southern lands they have bronze
youngstown
somerset
santa cruz
pittsburgh
seattle
cardiff
london
portland
los angeles
new mexico
upstate NY
ohio
NYC
the mother turned round
been thinking
wonder how many more I'll be glad to see
if I'm allowed to remain
-Lahmadaj
Saturday, July 10, 2010
this line
is bent
red apple
he knows what I'm sayin
dancing in the light
a pen draws and writes
look at me and laugh
thisfeelssoweird
and the fuzziness
glad to be here
thinking of the time
we are somewhere else
there are people here, but they have fake lives
a lot of prescribed needs via media face
that's definitely me
faked
we've convinced ourselves of the validity of a reality
we have described
it's so much easier
please earth fill me with music and freedom
make me see the truth
help me sway my anger for blindness and self-deception
give me music and dancing
watch the world fast bird arc in sky
-Lahmadaj
red apple
he knows what I'm sayin
dancing in the light
a pen draws and writes
look at me and laugh
thisfeelssoweird
and the fuzziness
glad to be here
thinking of the time
we are somewhere else
there are people here, but they have fake lives
a lot of prescribed needs via media face
that's definitely me
faked
we've convinced ourselves of the validity of a reality
we have described
it's so much easier
please earth fill me with music and freedom
make me see the truth
help me sway my anger for blindness and self-deception
give me music and dancing
watch the world fast bird arc in sky
-Lahmadaj
Friday, June 25, 2010
it feels
so good
to have jobs
which allow me
not to worry about money
not searching craigslist
every f. day
not thinking about the man
on the f. way
free to spend no money
will spend my mind
in freedom of this space
of the teaching
sound and innocence
little adults
not worrying about cash
laugh laugh
Saturday, April 17, 2010
status
and mood
one can change these to allow others to see and know his state of existence
'yeah right
get real'
what realm is this emoticon
an imagined space
so to create a gathering of other non-existent spaces
does anyone care of the others' temperament regarding the taco they just ate
regarding the boil pained slowly on the leg
nope, didn't think anyone gave a fuck
the other is not here
i can not touch him
i do not see her face
i can not laugh with him
i see no light
there is no body
there is no embrace
no scent
there are only typed shelled words
expressing menial obligations to the man or pop
and i sit quietly
wondering when this stupid shit may suck me into the trash ball
or it already has wrapped its boredom around me tight
pulling the air away
i sit quietly
and wonder why i have few friends
and fewer loves
it may be easily my own inability
though it may be the prescribed life one claims as his own
how much of it is one's own
i suppose
the shit
the voice
the gas
the blood movement
the bipedal stomp
i doubt any of the mind
except one miniscule fragment of light
which most contemporaries
dress up in robes of pop culture
and extravagance
as though it really is that cool
as though they really give a fuck
as though they've expanded to such heights of awareness
though they know not when they've farted
or when they've burned down a youth
turn his skin into gold
we can wear it around our necks
and laugh heartily at our believed appreciation of art
of human
of the passion inside
read all about it in my status
my emotion
my essence
the lovers know; the others blow
the night is breathing
the sun is low
-lahmadaj
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