Monday, September 20, 2010

-to my brother-

while watching leaves
the ground swelled
partaking in nature's dining

-Lahmadaj

Saturday, September 18, 2010

underneath

the shadow
as its slide is shifted
the ground is pulse
and the worm

-Lahmadaj

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

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

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Florida Church Freaks Burning Books

hello

Terry Jones, of the Dove World Outreach Church in Gainesville, Florida

you are stupid and so are your followers

to think that burning any book would be of use

do you know that the Quran and the Bible are both unreal

they are indeed real in essence and human belief

held close to burning heart waiting for something

they are physically bounded paper

but they do not describe this current reality

they are a story of long past

manipulated to manipulate

you and your sheepy cohorts

if you are gong to burn one religious book

please burn all religious books

or wait, instead, burn no book

accept all of them as useful insight into your deep labyrinth of self

where the only truth is written there

low low low inside the light is burned

set yourself aflame 

and then you will be free of such seething foolery

though with such elevated egos

and impotent hate

good luck and god speed on that one

thumper

-Lahmadaj

Friday, August 27, 2010

I think I

just saw Wyclef Jean
doing a Ritz crackers commercial

I suppose this fits in line with
running for a political position in Haiti

though, since this is the US,
Ritz probably pays more



-Lahmadaj

barf on the street

eclipses your shoe

quickly turn away


-Lahmadaj

Glenn Beck

oh beck beck peck peck
too bad you're not Beck

then you'd be beautiful music

low low man sam
bring your finger higher

wish you'd evaporate

barely hear you speak
though on occasion it invades

wasting your breath

keep on shouting slogans
it will not save your heart

one day to stop and burn itself useless

in line of seeing
appearing like dumb HS peer

your mind flounder

go on and take the bait
convinced yourself again

to hate things

oh beck beck fleck fleck
twist off your head

then you'd be a martyr


-Lahmadaj

Sunday, August 22, 2010

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

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Monday, August 9, 2010

a

ya ha hooo and a bottle a rooom

blew the smoke to the ceiling

watching the lights

grind the nail into wood

blink softly


-Lahmadaj

Saturday, August 7, 2010

yesterday

was my birthday

not sure entirely about it all

woke up, as is the recent pattern

to the sound of my new next door neighbor's daycare business
the sound of very small children
singing, talking, yelling
and the lyricless voice
of an adult's kid voice
loud and solo
dominating the texture
verse after repetitive verse of three blind mice
and other nursery dirges

her voice louder than all
for they are tiny little children
drumming and clicking things

her voice sour and unending
wafting into my window
because they are directly outside
next to the house

her sugared and depressing
'YAAAAAAAAY!' of encouragement

demons

yes yes
some may say that the song of youth is a beauty

some may say

this is followed by her husband's
friend
grinding the shit out of a rusty smoker with a bristle brush
directly by my window

the high squealing rip of corroded metal
is almost too much for me

who the f. are these yohoes

i realize I am probably jealous

jealous of their newly refurbished house
a big house: attic, basement, backyard, kitchen, at least 3 or 4 bedrooms
multiple baths
for two 30 somethings
jealous of their free time to fix up the yard and create projects
to have guests in the backyard candle light
for wine and merriment

while i share a house with 4 other mediocre people
mostly inadequate and blinded
like moths
unendingly into bulbs
and a fifth lives in the basement
and our house is moist and moldy
and the rent is cheap (duh)
and I stay in my room almost all the time
other than cooking, shitting, cleaning, or leaving

decided to proceed to the park
else succumb to torment
of my current placement

oh at least the trees
the bird
the jellyfish

a turn of a crane

the quick color change of boat wake

the sun through clouds

my feet
back and forth
criss crossing

dig sand

another bird


-Lahmadaj

sexy men and women

if you are young
rich
and idle

then Ralph Lauren has a scent for you

if you spend early evenings
being cheered on by multi cultural
and extremely hot friends
whilst playing a leisurely game of polo
upon your horse

then Ralph Lauren has three scents for you

if you are part of a commercial
and your hair is flawless
and you're being watched by the audience
who can only hope to see you
naked and throbbing in a mass of beautiful bodies
rich naked idle carefree bodies

then Ralph Lauren has something to make you smell

differently


-Lahmadaj

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

it seems

as though there cannot be any more stupidity
of course the world delivers
from housemates leaving huge pieces of their own shit in the toilet
while blasting gallons of water down the drain
clipping nails and unravelling yards of paper
to
enraged gunman distributing bullets
no longer beer
wasting a few and self
instead of smoking one and going on a hike
to
the yelling frantic of half-baked T parties
and blind mechanical hate
so boring, their fanatics make me want to
amass as much soil and rock as possible
raise it high above the earth
and dump it into all their chomp chomp
yells and dildo speeches
to cover them in heavy sleep


-Lahmadaj