Down Under & Up Above

I went to videoport and purchased The Churchs album w/ the paintings on the cover,,
very nice.....
finally I have something to pop in for those long drives when my nerves are shaking off teh shelf..

lateley, my dreams have taken me to other cities, I remember seeing NYC from the ocean,,,getting close I came upon the NYC girl, she looked like bjork in her factory dress....than I was a waiter for a dictator, all the food was prepared upstairs
I was in a different Time, I ordered teas for the jolly boys and girls,,,but if i stepped out of line I would be killed,,,a book danced on the shelf, it said i wrote about this dictator..this dream really has me ..I mean the feeling..the clothes...the grated cheese, and the rice potato and carrot stew.......

Ive always had the MOST graphic dreams
But this is the first where It fealt like another life, perhaps a glimpse
I saw women all in towels beeing herded into mud rooms......

than there was the train...I derailed and the angry mob.....
I screamed 'we escaped and lived" the crowd cheered, we walked through them, shakiing each ones hand until i was lead outside the train onto a thin rail with a wire to hold onto,,,i was given three attempts to catch a ball,,,I missed so I had to dive into the water...it was rusty, the current swept me, i tried to fight it. someone through me a hose,,,i grabbed on, it spewed out white foam......


so aside from these dreams
Ive skirted around my landlord
He cant figure out where my money is coming from
and I dont feel obligated to tell him,,,,,
all of a sudden im poor, than I have a new car
and clothes.......ud think a 65yr old man wouldnt treat someone souley on there income...But tis true.....little money and im his best tenant....
God forbid Im out of work, god forbid
I cant work
that puts me in his "welfare" "bum" Lazy category

....
how many times is it going to take
hes rented to a pimp
...which made life interesting for a bit, a drug dealer, drunks
all because there straights...yes im using that word now..
I disguised myself as a str8 the day I moved....but his wife noticed my chained wallet....and had a feeling I may bot be the typical yupeee...well she was right,
the hat came off the hair came down, and they got themselves,,what they consider a freak.......
whenever he gives me shit I just bring up the Prostitution ring.....
cold here.......NE all messed up
same reason whales are beaching
and only a remote villager can
save his people...from natures
killas'''
too bad we arent as strong as the cockroach
livin our cozy lifes in th eus of A
when the bombs come here
than perhaps all these
blindfloded
anti-christ suckers 'll wake up
I mean who votes for a president whos fav movie is waynes world
I mean thats cool and all and it shows his absolute ignorance
but ....hey does the right..or the christians in church ever
wonder why,,GW has pitted us against all these easten foreighn
countries, but threatens to veto,,,if our ports are not in foreighn control

man ...if i were to be brave Id say his agenda
besides stay the course
is control The world
like that teacher
comparring GBW to Hitler

least Hitler didnt hide
and sneak attack villages
he pointed a gun at your head
he was proud to be a killa

GBW is a cartoon
behind a panel of
buttons--that take out
children

his logic is not there

pride is his only weapon
left --right......what planet does he come from???

anti-christ

hes got the criteria

well kiddos, soon ill be live w/ ya
instead of at this library.....

mac or windows

yes i wanna make a movie

so maybe ill go mac

annyone spare a 1000$
I promise it'll go toward
anylyzing the insects...

time to go back to my den

put in the new documentry on attack of falluja.....
need
sunlight
pot
atoes
people
positivev vibes
perhaps a moped
w/ a short punked girl

need to breathe the air
coming off north beach

this town
stagnant
early morning walks
stale beer
and
a single shoe

thats it..
u wanna
bounce from club to club
come to the old port

other than that

we dont want to hear ya
we have the boston attitude

pretentious artsy

best time is when they all pass out

and i can talk w. the girl who
fell off the peir
listen to to lighthouse fog
hornes

and wonder
if she screamed
and if she sufferred

by the time i get out
i hear him on my trail

the cruiser goes by

radios up ahead

hes got a spurs hat on

Thats the one

hear the footsteps

dont look back


find a movie

and im at home
inside the brand new seats

2 hours my mind can be free
from worry


focus

breathe

its all ok

.....
but the clock is tickin

aint nobody steppin in

to reward....my needless sufferring

gotta work
but at whatwhere
how do i start

....ran out of numbers

alone
with the
indian DR

whos too liberal.......

There all doing "it"

guess "it" cant just happen
w/o motivation
w/o a bit of recognition.....
too many peices
to put to gether
think ill watch our soldiers
kill,,maybe that'll cheer me up
i mean inspire me

and maybe hell call

but I may have scared him off.....
bye bye