A Chorus Dedicated To New York City

Lights flash on and off
in the city,
we stand blinking (in amazement)
at
the height of the building
Oh, how alive we are!
chirp the pigeons in a harmonious tone
Oh, how alive we are!
honks the speeding yellow taxi
Oh, how alive we are!
coughs the uptight business man in the elevator
debris fills the skyline
so I close my eyes
and go underground
and still how alive we are
under the movement
and inside the blurry subway
breathing millions of others breaths
dancing to the rhythm
of the beating parades
the city wakes
the city sings
but it is TOO alive to sleep
from a crosswalk
to the Empire State Building
to the cry of a newborn
to the silence of the fallen
the city is alive
through nnnneeeeeeooooonnnnn signs
and cloudy skies.

#4

here we sit
in plastic chairs
on a plastic lawn
watching the sun
play tag with the moon
red lights have been
green
for way too long
but I stay still
parade in the city
behind the parade
because the lightswitch
was still off.
the elephants and ringleaders
are still on tv
and still
in cages.
they tell me
fly
fly
fly to the moon
but i take
a picture of a bird instead
and say
I'll fly away
later.
and when my eyes are closed
I can still see you
always
and
forever.
millions of smiles
trillions of tears
some of them real
the world will stop spinning
they will stop clapping
and the lights will go off
and
I
will
still
be
here,
in
a

Rainbow Country

This I believe.

I believe in language.
Creo en el idioma.
Je crois en la langue.
Speaking is the language of the mouth, but there's so much more.
Music is the language of the soul,
Books are the language of the eye,
Movement is the language of the body,
Wind is the language of the earth,
Addiction is the language of the scared,
and
Love is the language of it all.
So where does communication fit in?
everywhere.
communication triggers reaction
and reaction
is the language of the mind
so speak,
and react,
so you can feel,
and comprehend
what language is.
I believe language is much more than dialects, words and inflections.
Language is the only way to create a gateway into your own mind for others to see,
and language is the only way to receive an invitation into the minds OF others.
I believe language is above words,
I believe language is what's behind the words.
I believe language is an alcoholic soaking it all in.
I believe language is a baby kicking inside the womb.
I believe language is remaining loyal
and
I believe language is betrayal.
Silence is the language of a mute
and
Lying is the language of a politician.
the emptiness in all of our lives
is caused by an absence of communication
which means an absence of reaction
which means an absence of language
which means an absence of everything
which means a presence of nothing.
Language is the sounds of hammers to the railroad
and the sounds of a pen to a check.
I believe language is
Saying "I hate you" but meaning "I love you"
I believe
Peace is the language of the children
and
War is the language of the adults.
Which means,
children speak love, and adults speak hate.
Which means,
Mommy and Daddy, who bring out the games on friday night game night, and tuck you in and vacuum the rug and say please and thank you and who smile and who have the ability to create unity with a pen and paper and an open mind, are the mass murderers.
and Little boy and little girl, who scream and cry, and steal and hit, and squish bugs and make messes and break expensive necklaces, are pacifists.
Yesterday is the language of grandpa
and
Tomorrow is the language of grandson.
So who speaks today?
Do none of us?
Or do all of us?
Virginia Woolf once said
"Language is wine upon the lips"
I believe that
and
I believe we have too much sour language
and not enough ripe.
We all have to speak
we all have to think
we all have to see
feel
smell
taste
breath
hear.
I believe language is the equilibrium of them all.
I believe we all have our language
and I believe
we all NEED our own language
for
people can sing and laugh and drink and speak for us
but no one can
feel for us
no on can react for us
Our mind is vast
so our language should grow with it
and move in it
and become it
and consume it
like an ant building, and living in and dying in it's anthill.
We create our language
We should be willing to call it our
own
whether we call it
taal
langage
Sprache
linguaggio
língua
sadness
hapiness
paint
jazz
sex
him
her
love
hate
questions
answers
God-breathed
pretentious
dumb
or just
simple
We must own it and call it something
I believe we must have a language
and communicate with it
now
not later
I believe
waiting
turns your language
into regret
I believe
our languages will disassociate themselves from the tower of babel
and harmonize
in a most beautiful tone
I believe you should speak and react
but not forget
to feel and hear
because the language of the wind
won't remain silent forever

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out of tune fingers
speak the words
my mind can't project
so here i spin
inconsistently
waiting for
the scene to cut
but it goes on
(cue music)
and on
but now i'm stopped
and your spinning begins
my hologram hands
won't cease the movement
but
the billboard will
so i will sit
and try to spin again
but be stuck
in wet cement
as you wave goodbye
with your hair blowing in the wind
and your pupils dilating in the light
goodbye my love
i'll wait here
forever
even
if
i
don't want to
so find your way home
once the record gets a scratch
or the dog starts to sleep
and if you get a chance
bring me a tissue
for my bloody nose
and a souvenir
if you can

BON VOYAGE!

today

In a world that feels dark and dead, an ignorant world numb to most feelings and concepts of reality, I am glad to love and to be loved, because love is something that, no matter what surrounds it, can't go away. So here is to that.

I love you.

harmonizing

remain consistently beautiful, girl
stay a true soul
under a blanket
the world pours topsoil on your horizon
the gears will turn
and the wheels will stay airless
but you will float
high, oh so high
tie me to your neon balloon
drop me off above the atmosphere
and i will swim
i will swim
i will swim
through telephone wires
and cable tv
land in an open field
i am your picnic for two
dinner and a movie
an overdue book
please don't return me
i'm tax free
so don't tax me
for my ship has a hole
and my captain is blind
and i am only a parrot
my promise to you
is a repeated phrase
is a repeated phrase
find reality
not in me
but in the sky
and in the cardboard box
that is pretending to be a television
trick or treat
my bag is open
jump in
don't stay in the doorframe
greeting elvis' and bumblebees
step on the crooked stepping stone
and come back with me
for my cavity is filled
and you are still sweet

Francis Scott Key.

right foot,
left foot
right foot,
left foot
Thank God I learned how to walk,
but I still wish I crawled
across the floor
to the television
soaking in
visions of guns, sex, and cartoon dogs
all on the same channel
I could crawl
to the king
but he would still yell
"YOU ARE GOING NOWHERE ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES"
"YOU MUST WALK"
and off with my head.
and back to the drawing board.
maybe if we all still crawled that would be better
(that's excluding America, because we have to walk if everyone else crawls)*
(THAT'S excluding the president, because he still crawls)**
but at least we walk
except for the 4185 casualties in Iraq, who aren't walking or crawling
but at least the rest are walking,
oh, except the 2,752 deaths on September 11th, 2001, they aren't walking either.
But I swear, the rest of us AMERICANS are walking tall!
I'm just not counting the one murder every 22 minutes, or the one rape every 5 minutes, or the one robbery 49 seconds, oh yeah or the one burglary every 10 seconds.
"It's ok Mr. President! We're all standing for the pledge!""
and one nation under...God?"
Who's that?
Did they mean one nation under the pope?
I mean, Was God on a sold out world tour this summer?!
Nope, that was the pope.
Don't tell Mom we're getting high after conformation,
cause she might tell One of the thousands of Asians who are put to death for believing in God.
THREE CHEERS FOR CATHOLICISM!!!
HIP HIP OBEY
rather than praying, talk to an old man through a screen door, and he'll be sure to deliver your message to the god almighty.
at least we're walking.
Jesus Christ often drank wine with all of his friends,
except over 17,000 of Jesus's friends didn't die in car accidents every year from it.
America the Beautiful.
The Pentagon proposed a $459 billion dollar plan to prepare weapons to battle from space.
I wasn't aware Darth Vader was a member of Al-Quaida.
I thought we could use some of that money for:
AIDS research, Diabetes research, Darfur, New Orleans...
NAH
let's use it to put guns in space.
WATCH OUT MARVIN MARTIAN
We're here to stick a boot in your ass
cause THAT's the American way!
WE CAN'T SURRENDER!!
THAT MEANS WE LOSE THE WAR!!
it's ok Coach McCain, I still think we'll make it to playoffs.
By the way, I think Iraq is getting better,
but I'm not sure, because Michael Phelps is blocking my view.
I'll take off my hat when the national anthem is sung,
if I have an itch.
Gas is $3.39 a gallon.
A Front row ticket for the Jonas Brothers is $175
A pack of Marlboro's is $7.63
and $1 feeds a child for a day in Africa.
But choose wisely, We're in recession.
OOOOOOO say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the deceased, and the home of the afraid.