SOON

by lou dallas | 18:54

You make the edge of cliffs
reveal the space below
to ocean beaches.

You strike the insectoids
in the rump,
deal savage blows to their conscience.

You pray that you may find
mastodon spots on the sands
on which to pray to dark gods.

You are a creature of scabs
and viscous fluids
that stink of confused dimensions.

Trade me a papaya shred for
a Chamberlain appeasement.
I want to taste the juices.

by lenny bellows | 18:43

--0-0--

by lou dallas | 22:15

chore sweat on tusk

ample fly population

king sway gum

by lou dallas | 22:14

by lou dallas | 13:16

Back door - The last vehicle in a group in communication with each other
Breaker - Someone who wants to interrrupt a conversation
Clear - Off the transmission; final transmission
Comeback - Return call; repeat
Copy - Do you understand?
Ears - Equipped with CB
Eat 'em up - Restaurant
Front door - The first vehicle in a group in communication with each other
Good buddy - Universal reference to someone else with a CB
Handle - On-the-air nicknames used by CB'ers
Negatory - Negative; No
Rest 'em up - Rest stop
Rockin' Chair - Vehicles between the front door and the back door



by lou dallas | 11:07

"MONEY MAY NOT BUY HAPPINESS, BUT IT CAN
BUY YOU A YACHT AND YOU CAN SAIL UP REAL DAMN CLOSE TO IT."
--David Lee Roth

by lou dallas | 12:18

hey my brother!

i saw a great movie (waking life) and in it, this guy says that the biggest
mistake that you can make is believing that you are actually alive!

i am sorry for my silence over the past weeks. i went back to b-more for
xmas with a sober zen body, made it through the rough days of
family/gifts/arguments, smiling muuuuu. then i decided to go out to west
virginia with an old friend, just to find some peace. he and his wife live
out there. so we drive out there and on the way i realized that i was being
escorted into there own personal nightmare. my friend has always lived in
beautiful rural settings, and yet he remains one of the most uptight people
i have ever met. we ended up deep in the woods, jim washing the dishes
compulsively, his wife a non-stop nonsensical chatterbox, and me diving head
first into their tommy chong bong. days later, much too late, i escape on
the train back to the coast with my addiction in full swing.

it took a pile of drugs (soft n hard) and kegs of beer before i surrendered
to sunyata.

so its good to be back. i am kind of surprised that i made it this time. i
really feel that someone was lookin out for me. my last night of madness:
partying with 2 black girls in ghetto, smokin crack, the cops staked out,
and i somehow slip through like a ghost on a bike. then last night i get a
ticket for running a stop sign on my bike. the cop was an asshole, but i
just had to smile :) sayin to myself, and him with my eyes, "if you only
knew what i've been doing for most of 2002!" grace plays soccer with a ball
called karma.

so how are you and the lady? i want to see you guys.... any ideas?

i will be posting $110 (that is the amount, is it not?) to you this week.

once again, i am sorry for the silence.

dahveed

by lou dallas | 17:49

Cahokia was the largest city in north American history until Philadelphia, somewhere
around 1800

vertical dismemberment of Kurt's head
I see the green Jesus lickers
gnawing on his nose socket
they think he is Cahokian Buddha
sitting on dirt mound
dispensing river trade data

I know that he wants to dig in the soil east
of East St. Louis
I hear the murmur of his seashell grunts
oonga oonga bukha ha ha hey boya
tickle tickle
ee ee
their probable descendents the Natchez painted themselves
red

by lenny bellows | 22:04

Now
me and my Adidas do the illest things
we like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings
we slay all suckers who perpetrate
and lay down law from state to state
we travel on gravel, drit road or street
I wear my Adidas when I rock the beat
on stage front page every show I go
it's Adidas on my feet high top or low
My Adidas..
My Adidas..


by lou dallas | 20:44

HERniated discus

by lou dallas | 19:25

something fuzzy

by lou dallas | 18:01

Heather Davis thought the dark brown otter was just playing with her dog Mike.
Heather Davis hugs her dog, Mike, the American Eskimo, in a family photograph. Mike was killed Tuesday in a backyard lake when he was attacked by an otter, which is a protected species in Florida. Such attacks are considered rare.
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Then the 4-foot-long otter seized Mike's snout with its teeth and started to drag the fluffy, white dog into the lake.

Uh, ... eh, Mike? Where you going Mike? Uh, hello, someone tell Mike "come here". He is a good dog, that Mike. I like to rub his warm tummy; he shakes his body like a flabby corkscrew. Heather Davis thought the dark brown otter was just playing with her dog Mike.

Then the 4-foot-long otter seized Mike's snout with its teeth and started to drag the fluffy, white dog into the lake.

Why you go------ huh uhhhh---- Mike----
"Go get the boy, leash!"
You have been gone much too long for the likes of you.

Heather Davis hugs her dog, Mike, the American Eskimo, in a family photograph. Mike was killed Tuesday in a backyard lake when he was attacked by an otter, which is a protected species in Florida. Such attacks are considered sexual.

Mike was an unwilling participant in the above sketch.
Heather Davis thought the dark brown otter was just playing with her dog Mike.




by lenny bellows | 20:18