Easy Answers

swimming to a distant ship
living hard is no prescription fit
fade away no need to fix
no change to you, my love to get
just drive me home
drive me home
i don't want to spend tonight alone
just drive me home

i'm not going to stay, let's not fake it
love to leave, chance to take it
just one night our love to make
in the end no one forsaken
just drive me home
drive me home
i don't want to spend tonight alone
just drive me home

no valentine, no old love poem
no picket fence, no garden gnome
the chance you take to end alone
peace is easing into my bones
just drive me home
drive me home
i'm yours
tonight i'm yours alone
just drive me home

can’t say much
there’s a lot that i don’t know
everything worth loving seems to come around then go
if we were guaranteed tomorrow
i might stick around today
but i don’t come with guarantees
so go away

took a trip out to the west coast
just to make sweet love to you
took a train ride home
and as the fields rolled by
i felt washed up and out to dry
‘cause i know when i’m with you
i’m still alone

i don’t love you
and babe it ain’t no lie
i’ve lost the need for excuse or alibi
and if you come back around
there’s a new lock on my front door
i don’t want to see you anymore

by stew and jackson (stew says 50/50, but i say 70/30 stew/jackson)

here comes the ice cream truck
playing its demented little tune
if i were you
i would not buy
there might be a razor
blade inside

little boy i know what you'd like
and for you i have a special treat
please go 'round
to the back
(my lion's hungry
for a snack)

here begins the chase again
give that little boy a chance to run
lion creeping
down the street
looking for a little
boy to eat

running scared no place to hide
think he's going to climb that big old tree
silly boy
cats can climb
now mr. mittens
gets mealtime


saturday morning
guess it was all a dream
i stretch and i open my eyes
(and the lion's right there)

for those who don't know, a duel is when two people are shitting in side by side stalls of a public restroom.

so yesterday, the national socialist party (neo-nazis) held a rally in Olympia. about 6 so-called Aryans showed up. (of course, as Ward Churchill said, "if you think you are white, prove it"). not one with blue eyes or blond hair of course. about 150 counter-protesters from the local left decided to also show. of course i made myself conspicuous by my absence. i figure a good breffixt is more important than giving bad children my attention, understand? i have no need to legitimize the views of six or eight people who are more likely brain damaged from abusing crystal meth than they are racist by showing up in a crowd and taunting them with my own childish behavior. that's why i have this blog. don't get me wrong though; i am not non-violent, nor am i non-confrontational. i will cut a motherfucker up if they fuck with my loved ones.

so, anyone who knows much about the drug trade in the northwest can easily deduce that the national socialist party is largely a front for people who are pretty heavily involved in the manufacture and sales of pretty large amounts of methamphetamine. my guess is that what really happened is something criminal was going down elsewhere, and the rally was a distraction, since it required a big police presence. in the newspaper photos, some of the nazis looked like they'd taken a bit of meth themselves (skinny, sweaty, teeth grinding).

my favorite part was when i walked out of the clubside cafe to see this skinny, sweaty, dreadlocked dude yelling motherfucker this and nazi that into a megaphone as he walked shirtless down the middle of 4th ave against the direction of traffic. i thought to myself, okay great, people on the far right with drug induced pychosis vs. people on the left with drug induced psychosis. also known as tweaker vs. tweaker. all you get there is two tweakers.

or, yet another duel.

well, for all 3 of my readers, sorry for the lack of posts. I moved from my house in the country to downtown o-town, basically because it was getting too expensive to drive 30 miles every day just to go to work and back. As a result, I don't have a roomate with a computer, and I am doing this shit at the library, since I'm not so sure it's aok on the at-work computer use policy, and I bet they're watching (the paranoia hasn't entirely worn off after some years away from drugs). So, for those in the know, my phone number and email have not changed. If you're not in the know, you're probably better off...

back burner
a pot of karma boils
black sun at noon
exotic moons and unloyal
troops that yearn
to get their backs up
off the wall
when I pick up the phone
and drop the ball
with the heroin and gin
wait-stop-go back,
connection isn't in
so I whine and bide my time
with the spiritual extortion and
12-step rewind

I drink too much coffee
I need to slow down a bit
you look real sloppy
you should take another hit
of the pipe dream
foolish
insulation
I've been up in your house
you don't know sanitation
from a dope bag
get lost real soon
the only thing you ever held a candle to
was a spoon
I hope
that this makes you
cry
you should really take off
but I doubt you'll fly.

i found a taste of god
at the corner of sullivan
and north clinton
i took his pager number down
and got back to drinking
and thinking
some
which is usually a mistake
had the mind of a junkie, then
and not enough dope to take
there never is anyway
so i might as well go home
since i have no way left to lie
and nothing left to do
but make it right or die
alone

fuck therapy
i’d rather pop bubble wrap
it’s cheaper, quicker, and all that
i don’t like science
do like brains
most of all I like to jump in puddles
when it rains

i would like to drink your moonshine
lakes and rivers
wake without the
shakes and shivers
warm
with you inside my mind like afternoon
when the sun
shines sweetly down
on a guitar
and its birdsong sound
we are
lying on the green green ground

I would like to travel on your
backroads baby
to love without the
hints and maybes
love
is it something we could do this afternoon
when the sun shines gently down
on our bodies
twined upon the ground
we are
singing to each other tenderly

I love to love you baby
love to love you crazy
love to love you daily
love to love you