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...and they lived happily ever after. Smith & Lady: poets, artists, photographers & adventurers.
Our relationship was forged to the soundtrack of Yoko Ono's magic,
frenetic, love-laden song, "Walking On Thin Ice." ( play song )

temple of the echo

foto by smith

four social events in past 48 hours. i functioned well at each. enjoyed all four.

and i’ve still not bitten the hands of any of our hosts or guests.

lady says i’m getting better at being civil. she trimmed my wild beard to neatness, immerses me in social situations. she knows she cannot tame my beast, yet proceeds as if that’s exactly what she’s going to do. i act polite to lead her on. i figure her failures will keep her trying for years.

i’ve found the secret difference that makes social engagements work or not for me – if you’re with folk who can discourse, it becomes enjoyable due to verbal give and take, song and dance, thought and repartee. it’s the polite chit chat folks who do me in, turn me into some sort of psycho pre-zombie stochastic simulation. i need brain bounce to pounce.

dull smith fun smith sheep bleep fine mind.

In The Temple Of The Echo

In the Temple of the Echo
In the moment of the mind
In the error of the airwaves
In the arrows of the kind
Lies a hurting healing
Taking pleasure to the tried
From forgotten shadows
On the ladders of the blind

Oh take me to your leader
To the maker of this slime
And at their feet I’ll wallow
Worshiping the awful
Waste their shallow taste
Brings life’s kine
Sheep sadly settled
Grazing government gray
Cheap sadly saddled
Approved payments pay
In first born chattel
Less than cattle
TV mentals
Televise mime
Breaking elemental
Rights of mine
Mind to mind

Hey in there . . .
Anybody home?

foto by smith

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