look

far into the sky
see the lines of earth
breathe the touch of flesh
run into mind
leap easy across vast mountains
dripping gems of clarity
a dew upon the leaf

-Lahmadaj

throw it over here

the bone

toss it high into the sky

see its twisting spiral descent

wonder of its internal lattice

easy for the eyes yes

looking to the sky

and imagine the reality of freedom

the cage of person

the relief of one

imagining the possible

touches into sweetness

the only one


-Lahmadaj

one

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

Phelps People from Topeka

I almost began this {deleted}, then realized the {deleted}.

are these fundamentalist {deleted} going bonk bonk

probably already have, considering

{deleted} use the word hate in {deleted}'s stupid posters

{deleted} self righteously stand around acting angry and offended by the society around {deleted}

one {deleted} have helped to create

{deleted} think {deleted}'s religion is truth

{deleted} use the word hate, but have {deleted} ever read anything from the bible

anything '{deleted}'s god' had to 'say'

pretty sure if the Big Cheese Jeese was walking around

{deleted} would be slapped down and then given a flower; would that open {deleted}'s eyes

what if this supposed 'god' hates fundamentalist {deleted}, not fags as {deleted} have exclaimed

aren't {deleted} forgetting one important thing: there is no god to hate or love-there is no magical man in the sky-it's all in {deleted}'s mind-all {deleted}'s fear and hate will be with {deleted} in {deleted}'s dying time-it will stay close and take {deleted}'s energy quickly-{deleted} will cling and cling-and {deleted}'s hate will win-{deleted} will be alone with all the ghoulish froth inside of {deleted}

and if {deleted} found out Jeebus did 'hate'

then {deleted} would quickly see that he 'hates' {deleted}

{deleted} and {deleted}'s blinded impotent unconvincing biased views and {DELETED}'s hatred

I hope it eats {deleted}'s heart and digs deep inside {deleted}'s pit

turns {deleted} into mush

until {deleted} disintegrate into the ground like a wet slime mold meeting its expiration

-Lahmadaj

about

to move
feeling so good
waited for a long time
want to make something
can not listen to these others
got to fly
gonna run

take the chance
twist the citrus

lick the sky

break open


-Lahmadaj

....

one wakes each morning
to sadness and unmotivated doings
each day
each morning
one lifts his head to find it sunken with ill fate
does not care about linked iphones
does not care about the over anxious business person
does not care about american success
does not want the media frothing and melting its false love
does not want conviction into the uselessness
each day
each morning
to low lighted images
tired for no reason
unhappy because others are happy
they are not
i am a lie
and the sky is above


-Lahmadaj

last night

I went to hear four bands play in a basement in Seattle's central district.  This concert occurred Sunday July 18.  I arrived to hear the last 3/4's of the last song of the first band.  The remaining three bands followed.  I drank beer before I attended this show.  I asked some people to join me, but none could make it.  I drank beer during this show.  I've been to this house a number of times, almost always alone since I don't know many people.  It was one dude's birthday.  This fellow lives at the venue house.  He also played in a band for this show. He is a cool guy and friendly.  He's turning 34 on Tuesday.  Between bands, I spent sometime wondering around outside looking into the sky.  There were a moderate amount of attendees at this concert.  Many concert goers smoke and talk outside between sets.  Some people know each other and have been associated in their lives. There were a few stars in the sky; I saw the big dipper by accident.  It was about to dump galactic dippables onto a smoking party-goer.  Nothing fell from the sky.  I found the north star via BD's handle and thought, 'who cares what direction.'  I think I texted my lover at this point or drank more beer.  Quiet like the sky.


-Lahmadaj

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