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House of Would


The house of would – foto by Smith at Chiplis Studio

A friend named Anonymous sent me these lines. I find they contain a lot of truth and are right fine. This friend has got to be real old because Anonymous has been writing poetry since before Shakespeare. Wonder if it’s really Diogenes?

I heard it I swear,
that to remember is fine
to forget is divine.
Fresh picked fresh vine fresh thread fresh mind
never can be controlled
only satisfied.

— Anonymous

These lines reminded me of something in the Bible about “The eyes can never be filled” — because no matter how much you have, no matter how much you see, the eyes and I’s want more.

Here’s my Eye and I poem . . . the Eye of course being God. I know some of you have seen this poem too many times, but poems ain’t a use once and toss commodity. Plus I give you new pictures this time and a brand new lead-in, so what more do you want. This is one of the poems I love to read to audiences, especially when I get to the “Ah yes, it’s all tits and toothpaste” stanza where I always get a great reaction.

Lamentation 5 – The Faithful Bewail

As Eye and I went walking
And Eye and I were talking
Eye on I was watching
So shake your booty Buddha boy
Can’t you spare a paradigm?

For me wanna marijuana
And me wanna do the dog
Bow the wow to shady lady
Leap and lap her fire log
Oh let me be your poodle boy

All aboard the Cardboard Express
Fresh in fresh sin and absolution
You can keep your Hallelujahs
Let me have my Loch Ness Jesus
Nam myoho renge kyo

Oh yes
It’s all tits and toothpaste
A test tease totality
In textbook time

But I am not bothered by grace
Why watch the dead rework the living
Embalm our worst in overtime
Famous faces in golden places
Never look to me
To see Zen flesh-less-ness to be

Serpent servant sorrows sire
Brags big broths in briny bowls
But aftermath of meat belief
Is math to meat retreat

So Eye and I still walking
Though Eye and I not talking
But Eye on I am watching
So do your duty Buddha buddy
Cue this cat to paradigm

— Smith, 2004


World wide whirl whorl – foto by Smith

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