Rip Out All The New Ones

And here we are again friends...in the hole with me and the others, listening to the echoes of the past bounce off all our hard work.


I know how you feel; nohing works, nothing sounds right, its the same thing again and again, i have done this before.


Even the novelty of the new cannot destroy the power of the old. I am trapped within the old walls and the new is irrelivant. We will pick on the green and blue... haul up the stars and paint a new horizon. We need a refresh... an etchosketch... we need a new... we need a restart.... do-over.


And then what?? The sun rises in a new square? no blues here only red? and we will walk out windows ...orange with the night... glass of rippling water... orange with the night... why do you never please my mind? here i lie.... yet another night....yet another hole... another black box....Echoes of reality....inner reality? truth?


where should i belong?


Shake out a new one thank you very much

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A Main Line

thought i had a grip on this, its inconsistant however, uncontrollable, i hav to sit it out in a constant struggle for understanding and whatever else? But wha if there were two or three, what then? I havnt the strings for that. Whatwas it you said to me when i hit you in the side? I havnt got that with me can i check the back and get back to you? I'll look in the drawer or do you think its somewhere else? I wouldnt know the answer to that quesiton but my fellow human being may be able to help if you, i can put you through to his/her department of existence and perhaps in a light year or so his/her assistant might be able to squeeze you into a busy schedule? But quesitons are more of an answer when it matters little what needs to be said but what needs to be done. The rhythm in my ear suggests an unsteady path through life....in one direction however with many ups and downs....bleeps.... even the slowest minds needs it, even the slowest...Think it.. then do it.Do it then ?