complicated
Jul 12th
(b. tilford)
you know i used to think that things were really simple when they weren’t were they?
now everything is going in circles in one big simple circle
and just where is it going?
probably into some bigger picture that i don’t even know i’m missing yet
when i was younger i was way ahead of my time now i’m way behind
it may be too late to keep it simple but it’s never too late to just shut
it’s easy for things to get complicated
i guess there’s a lot of homework that i just didn’t do did i?
i got the grade but it turns out i don’t even speak the language
but everything seems to break down and fall away
into the few things that really matter so far
to me this is not so complicated is it?
so if you’re getting this and you’re not too frustrated
we’re thinking out of the same box, please see me after this
we’ll keep it simple, and make it stick
it’s easy for things to get complicated
mycelium
Jul 11th
(J. Campbell, b. tilford)
i rock for the zeolite stilbite, i’m post volcanic like rhyolite
i rock igneous sedimentary all the way from olivene to serpentine
i rock for the wind and the water, turning into pebbles at the bottom
i rock for the plains and the mountains; the forces of erosion!
i’m a roller for the skates and coasters, rollin up, away, back, on, in, and over
i roll for the tootsies and the -ing stones
don’t forget the dinner rolls
risin in 160 species 25 billion cells in a gram of yeasties
saccaromyces cerevisiae, mycillium
wall to wall, square, circle or oblong
we used to wear em glad that didn’t last long
fashionable functionality, traditional, contemporary
could be made of wool, silk or cotton just to walk all over it often
puttin quality in the density
let’s cut a rug
defining the division of the species, all the way with the X or the Y we’re
reproducing or attempting not to be with intense velocity
taking it home with the chromosones
introducing DNA to the moans and groans
about to explode!
*formerly known as “Sex & rugs and rock ‘n’ roll”
it will come back
Jul 11th
(b. tilford)
we sit starin, not even carin if we find, there’s nothin to do
later on if we still can’t find it, then babe, we’ll do that too
we make some love and set it free, it will come back to me
it will come back to you, just what we thought it would do
we don’t count the days, we see forever in each one as they go by
you’ re the rainbow of spices in the seasons of my life
all the money’s gone, too bad that love won’t pay the rent, they both come so fast
all we have is each other and all we want is what we have
we make some love and set it free, it will come back to me
it will come back to you, just what we thought it would do
just what we thought it would do, it will come back to you
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