04 August 2006

A BATTLE

wait stand strike
feel
wait
the salt sea waves us

we wait
closer
closer
then
Hell and Noise and Thunder
zip bullets fly
wood explodes
some blood now

twist and shout
more blood and flesh burnt black smoke
Howl

Louder!
Starboard!

falling
apart
if
it
never ends

breast
thy
musk
silk, Jo.

Go, my songs, seek your praise from the young
and
from the intolerant,
Move among the lovers of perfection alone.

guess every man has his inner battle...
something in between life and death..., said the father.
I only see life...pa. Said the son.

Another cigarette.
The stars above.
Night clean.

-Ye you are right, son. At the very inside of all this...is...the will of life...immense.
The son smiled, eyes blue.
-It's simple pa, it's everydays life...even our dreams of what gonna be...they're today's life...see what i mean? Life is now!-. He almost shouted nervously, the son.

Dogs bark
Baker Street
3:17
night
Mahler
Das Lied von der Erde
daddy you're a fool to cry
1st degree logic
Godel at the boundaries
we goota do some LISP thinkin', Watson, some Quine thinkin'
his long, thin fingers waving over rubi light colors...
Yes, Lock, we must have to do some...thinking.

and the war?
it's victory, sire...your victory.

maybe so
for the time being
playing

Turner
Pound
and
Zipf
one hell of a bunch

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Waiting

Waiting a Vanishing Light to move in Silence ..