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“Four Instrumentals”

December 6, 2018

I attended an open mic last night at “Espresso Joe’s” in Keyport, NJ. Two performers, I believe a husband and wife team, played four instrumentals. The first number was an accordion accompanied by a mandolin. The second number was a fiddle and pump organ. The last two numbers had both players on fiddle. They said they were playing Irish waltzes.

During their performance I decided to do stream of conscious writing for each piece. Here are the results:

1)

In my head roses bloom and spin daffodils laughing crashing waiting noses fed brown leather shoes scraping and dragging their toes what she’s thinking nobody knows

2)

I can’t find the rhythm trying to get in them wondering why you listen left this town for a new system rail roads clacked and twisted speeding fast and glistening livelihood of wisdom dropped on unsuspecting victims revelatory smiles rising and riding a wave of listening twice born and still kicking umpteenth time of getting it together weather breezing on by in our kitchen licking lips after good chicken forks dropped on plates all finished

3)

Walking the beat billy at my side twirling with keys dangling on a ring very wide no gum to pop but a smile to crack it’s a beautiful day in Chicago no skulls to be smacked badge is catching rays and throwing them back neighborhood is safe bunch of friendly stares walking the beat and turning the corner children eating dripping ice cream cones and running in the summer no crime today  nobody to help just have to keep the beat as the air swells

4)

Your white dress flows floral trim as you turn hair done up with particular concern a chandelier twinkles and lifts our eyes my hand on your hip while you move your thighs a spin like a top my hand on your lower back you bend and close eyes it all goes black

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Finally dreaming forgetting the day
I stepped off the edge, and floated away
soaring through cloud-laden memories again
where is she hiding, my dream-woven friend?

My ally, my teacher, guide to this place

She’s laughing, she’s shrieking, peek-a-boo face

A bucket of clouds she dumps on my head

Says, “I’m right here boy it’s time to get fed”

 

“Froth”

July 30, 2018

There’s a brave new world out there

& I don’t want no part

I’s a just a scared and I don’t care whose aware I don’t want a new start

 

There’s a lake outside my window

& sometimes I just can’t deal

With the driving around I just strive and I’ve found that I’m still alive and I can still feel

 

& time keeps getting thicker

It needs to lose some weight

I’ll sweat it out with you honey

Things are going to be just great

Yeah things are going to be just great

Yeah things are going to be just great

 

There’s this girl down there outside my window

It’s raining right now and she’s walking her dog

She dressed it in a yellow slicker

They’re walking through the fog

 

& time keeps getting thicker

It needs to lose some weight

I’ll sweat it out with you honey

Things are going to be just great

Yeah things are going to be just great

Yeah things are going to be just great

 

Don’t you know that if you get bored

You can just walk

Listen to the crashing waves

Curling and spitting the froth

Yeah just spitting the froth

Ooooo just spitting the froth

Yeah just spitting the froth

Ooooo just spitting the froth

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