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frenetic, love-laden song, "Walking On Thin Ice." ( play song )

1st light

November 25th, 2015

firstlight01detail First Light, 12″ x 10″, Smith, 11.2015

New piece yestercday, First Light, 12″ x 10″, Smith.


Sow reap rip sew sow
reap rip sew sow reap
rip sew sow reap rip
sew sow reap rip sew

– Smith. 11.25.2015




firstlight05First Light, 12″ x 10″, Smith, 11.2015


Up and atom, Adam

November 23rd, 2015


Status Report 127

Piling high the sticks and stones
mixing muck, dirt, and earth
She-God cries “Up and atom, Adam,”
then nudging his ribs
steals his bone
adds mirth
and laughing up Her sleeve
creates Eve
for better and worse

– Smith, 11.23.2015



human do what human do

November 22nd, 2015


Status Report 126

Human do what human do
sometimes due
sometimes doo doo

– Smith, 11.22.2015



every same has other side

November 19th, 2015


More “creature” voice urban blues (according to Lady K.) . . . “Time Is Not,” the 2nd song recorded yesterday. I like both of them a lot. Billy Clarksville does music, mix, recording, with me on words and voice –

Time Is Not

Time is not the major plot
for rot and roll to save my soul
cuz time is lost, time is lost
time like Sisyphus counting cost of coal

So ride the range of deserts strange
The sun below and sand piled high
The where to go decide by why
a secret course to heart high sigh

Here we go heart in glad
life aglow high five plan
we’ll make it work, we’ll make it swell
take our fork and tap the well

Do the do, be the be
be like you, not like me
every same has other side
and that’s where we must ride

I walk the road, I face the stairs
I hear the noise of trolls down there
below the here above the where
such is the is of my affairs

Yet I stand tall and I stand true
the silent type that does the do
though aim be skewed
pain still is shrewd

Do the do, be the be
be like you, not like me
for every same has other side
and that’s where we must ride

Stride through day, stroll through night
ride the ray of right in sight
it might just might set kinder tone
when time is lost alone
when time is lost alone

– Smith, 11.18.2015


the gamble of the agile

November 18th, 2015


Recorded two new songs today with Billy Clarksville, and both turned out fine, each one take, and I did close enough to what I’d hoped . . . talking blues using what Lady K. calls my creature voice.

Here’s the first one, Move Over, music/mix/recording by Billy Clarksville, words & voice are mine —

Move Over

Watch for danger on the tables
sort the motion from the side
keep on moving soft as Able
when to Cain he cried
as his smoke scurried skyward
while his brother’s fire died

“Why burn grain my only brother
When God wants blood not yet dried
because God and man on flesh survive
so forget the cheek, the halfway humble
we glory God with genocide.”

That was the gamble of the agile
when we crept from sea to land
and though the problem’s far from over
violence still gums up the plan

This eye for eye and cheek for cheek
pads the pockets of the rich
hurts the meek

T’ain’t I and I my angry brother
versus you and you and yours of yore
all of us under rich bloodsuckers
pulling strings from top for more
and when we fight, they win
but if we unite well that’s something else again

Until then help your neighbor
help your friend
help yourself self help again

It’s your corner, it’s your light
your smile here might make right
bemuse there
reduce the glare

– Smith, 11.18.2015

poeboy01start of 20″ x 16″ assemblage titled X O Poe Boy


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