brightness typhoid oh, everywhere i see all that you do and its effect on me 000324 ... jajen is it created in a dream, by weavers and artist of the sitting fools circle? Are we melting silently away from the truth bearing light of our mothers? In what sense of meaning do you find solice? The work of man, or the man that works? HA, we have beaten you and you have lost your brightness. 010313 ... Lyle McMahon I wake up and cross fade My angel wings herself in circles Wings on a blooming tree Billowing, boiling, Cross fading me Not the nest, nor the hornet Praying to wake up from a night mare To wake up into catatonia and their bed the coffin Lopping topple ing Rolling heads Making games Paving my way into your clothes The two stand alone Thrown into the meat grinder like all the other swallows All the other hollows And halos, We’re pinching hurdles Pinching girdles Dry slapping pitches of a sore throat Swallow me. Woozy drunken seagulls Cawing and normal and breastfeeding What is left when nothing is left over Right over our heads More hungry mouths to feed I am hungry for her And she hungers me Cooing me, woozing me And another hungry mouth to feed Shutting doors slam all around me I have no soul. I just have bad aim. Engineering eclectrocution And turning off-and-on lights And breaking each of my necks separately A P O C A L Y P S E And pancakes Left, right I miss you in every color of the rainbow In recycled pastel yellow In a blue glass bullhorn In the colors of solder smoke and playdough In an undertow In rapid ceasing self control And the red medicine hinges Of our parsley evening tell me if you like my words 010506 ... whitechocolatewalrus i like your words. a beauty pouring from the unseen. a brightness in a day full of dark. thankyou for evermore. 040101 what's it to you? who go blather from