Please stand under my leaf

Because Dana said so :)

this damn bus stop has a drip in the awning
I pretend it bothers me, to tune out the drones
of people pretending they want to win the lottery
I'd spend a half a million on beer
I know myself so I only let myself win
3 dollars or less at a time

each drip is practically electro-chemical
the lice have moved to mexico with their t.h.c. engorged
mistresses
I'm in san jose in a camper getting blasted
in an argument, a concocted, convoluted argument
I'll be convalescing before I let myself win one of these damn things

it isn't a drip anymore; it's more like a pow wow
feet droplets massaging the earth awning
in shamanistic bliss that only the soul remembers
the soul has a core, an infinite one
I weep a tsunami of ancient wisdom
until every creature is in tune with this

god damn it, I missed my bus

andy warhol should be here any minute though

always borrowing my time machine

but I don't have the heart to charge him late fees

I mean, he's andy warhol, god damnit

Author's Note

I hope this was sub-terrestrial enough for your liking dana :)

Reviews

[Steven]

'I know myself so I only let myself win
3 dollars or less at a time'

xD hahahaha

and thc engorged mistresses?? dude, you had me laughing so hard.

Great surrealistic windings..

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

I ain't right, dass for shizz

[h d e rushin]

And yes ,it was sub-terrestrial enough for my undramatic a*s...dr.

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

in the building with belding..

[h d e rushin]

Have you ever wanted someone to do something? I mean unhesitatingly, just do
it in the supernatural? Warhol had that hair but if you had never seen him, he
would still be genius. Because (and the reason John for my plea)

"the soul has a core, an infinite one
I weep a tsunami of ancient wisdom
until every creature is in tune with this"

And I agree and thank you sir for your ungainly dexterity. To take this clutter
of impious pretention and make it artful.

forever in your debt,
dana.

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

I think I just cried a little; the alcohol isn't doing its god damn job; thank you Dana for asking me to write this; my friend has a giant book on him; I adore his hair so much; almost as much as his stare; the principle of non-action at its finest...all hail the tao that has no name!

[Emily B]

just as long as you haven't lost your umbrella

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

it's floating around here somewhere, I promise :)

[Emily B]

there's an idea stirring

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander]

yep :)