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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 )
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Archive for September, 2014
Tuesday, September 30th, 2014
Twixt now and noon they’ll cut my left shoulder off and plop in an artificial one of colbalt and clay . . . odd way to spend the day. Even odder is no coffee this morning, no water, no food, no grass.
Chop Lop Shop
This is day I’m cut,
trade bare bone ball left shoulder
for colbalt and clay.
There’s nineteen muscles
twixt skin and bone for doc’s knife
with my me between.
Weeks of pain and whine
entwined with more morphined aim
right hand left regain.
They cut my shoulder
today, chop and lop it off,
add cobalt and clay.
– Smith, 9.30.2014
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Monday, September 29th, 2014
pain
Checking off my list of 2-armed stuff needing done today because tomorrow they lop off my left shoulder, replace it with cobalt and ceramic, and there’s a 4 to 9 week rehab.
no pain
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Thursday, September 25th, 2014
BRINGING IT
There’re ways
To push through
And bring it
Through this body
Through this veil
Arms stretched
Hands cupped, full of useful things
Like apples and nails
I walk about, I press it
Breathing steady, sweet, I flute it
Feeling the hinted, I get it
Learn words to the song
Talk such it feels good
Cumberless and fluid
Fall to roles and rollicking
Dance better
Charm You
~ Lady
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Tuesday, September 23rd, 2014
STRAIGHTEN UP
Straighten up
Shake it loose
Get down
Don’t be a fool
Om zone
Phone home
Do whatcha gotta
Atone
Don’t put it off
Getcher self in line
Step by step can do it
Pull the rope through time
Be the best you can be
Clear the rubble of your way
For yer not disposable
Carpe diem the day
~ Lady
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Thursday, September 18th, 2014
SOME SENSATIONS & THE MYSTERY OF BODIES
Flock of steps
feels good up the staircase
candle illuminates small space
pacing way to destination
Sweet smell o’ air, coolness
oxygen passes into the factory of lungs,
the ordered tangle of an
Escher print
Cat’s cradle aloft,
gravitational body
buoyant and plumb
Tongue set in house,
waits dormant
’til it tastes
~ Lady
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Wednesday, September 17th, 2014
rich man land
Unnatural Anthem
America the dutiful
Her sheep unroaming range.
Buying guns and killing sons
While rooting out the strange.
No unwhite skin shall live within
And women’s bodies are all sin,
Where greed grabs got
And holds the lot
Armed armful by armedful.
With two different songs
To hide their wrongs
They make us sing along.
Republicans kiss rich men’s buns
And Democrats aren’t much better.
Where voters found
We’re just cloned clowns
Whose check is mailed never.
With no incense in or outcense bin
We burn nonsense today,
A product which the world is rich,
With infinite supply.
So hey I say forget fair pay
All money goes to them.
They hug their bills for further ills
And wish we’d go away.
America the dutiful
You’ve so forgotten your way.
And this curse will get much worse
Unless we work our say.
– Smith, 9.17.2014
oiligarchy
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Thursday, September 11th, 2014
read October
Conversation with Wife 9
I used to hunt moot with my grandfather in the fall.
“Did you ever hunt mime?”
Oh yes, loved to watch their silent screams,
and I saved on imaginary bullets.
“You’re a little strange.”
That’s only because I reign myself in,
otherwise I’d be way strange.
“How about if you sunned yourself in?”
??? – can’t remember what I said.
“Reigned.”
Ah, yes.
“It’s not so nice having the tables turned, is it?”
Is okay as long as the chairs are turned too.
– Smith & Lady, 9.11.2014
darlin’
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Thursday, September 11th, 2014
ANGEL
Not like a person perhaps
but a thing, a mode, an energy
moving through us, through what we’re in
An angel
Within and like, waving a magic wand
An angel offering relief
an angel as a wellspring of relief
secreting relief
oozing relief like aspirin or booze
An angel with a magic scalpal wand
wanting an angel with a magic virtual scalpal
helping me get through this
Scalpal my afflictions away
have process take care of them
heal them, far away from me, please
Blessed burn
cauterization
sealing healing
like a wax stamp
promises secure
delivery
Love like pindrops
limbs coming to life
being in this stuff
swimming it like liquid
in a liquid
amniotic
Tunnel of yessedness
~ Lady
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Tuesday, September 9th, 2014
compost Lady
~ ~ ~
9.9.2014
This 9-9 makes nine
years of you and me and we . . .
to double digits!
~ ~ ~
In relationship
nine years today – what a strange
fine trip it is.
~ ~ ~
hands-on – foto by Lady
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Monday, September 8th, 2014
portal
jiggle
version 8.8
the center of the known universe
u r here
sundaze
foto bomb
50,000 layers
cat sat
mons de Venus
wellnow
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