A Tribe to Grow

Time to go

Time to trust

Time to filter

Time to rust

Get way off kilter

Even the score

Become your own hero

As you do ever more

Come with you

And come with me

Be ever true

Nurture a tree

We walk through silence

We walk through sand

We walk through clamor

We give them a hand

A place to build

A time to weather

A tribe to grow

Light as a feather

Clean as snow

The feeling becomes

A way to their hearts

A way to repair

The Earth’s parts

If you do care

Come to take part

amber sparks imitation / automatic writing

initially the ramp went sideways

control switches

control switches

There was no time. We weren’t there. No one was. No one ever had been. Our pieces fell into place but there was nowhere to go. We were lost. Lost without our human bodies. Tearing of faces, tearing of hair except that there were no faces and there was no hair. curse the wave $#:]\> …>did not maintain the pieces to the course . other work will become necessary.  … ::: ;;; in several strides we were back to the earth.

we rang the bell but no one picked up. “is no one home,” we thought? But how could this be, where could they have gone? to the moon? To alpha centauri? How long had we been gone//?

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Johnny looked through the side door and saw that everyone was either passed out or So busy bickering that they probably never even noticed the bell ~#-

Should we go in? I asked him… Nah, he said. Lets just go hang out in the park . We’ll come back later and and see if they’re don being petty yet.. . And that’s what we did. We played on the swingset, caught shooting stars on our tongues, shot the shit, played some tag, too. You’re it!  I scream at the top of my &&lungs&& –

With everyone packed away in %earth, no one cares how loud I am. I could get used to this ~  I tell !Johnny. ‘me too’ he says and but we’ll get bored of it eventually

.And we all ready tried these dropping these meat sleeves _ and look what happened. Youre right I  says _ we’ll have to go back in there someday, but let’s stay here a little longer|. Alright says johnny. But not too long.One day there may be no people left to go back to.

I laughed out loud at the stars.

Oh johnny, I says, use your imagination a little. We’ll find somewhere that’s happenin, even if there aren’t any people on earth when we’re done. ///?

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You know you’re right, he says. !earth is actually a pretty happenin address. If only they would quit their bickering: Yeah i – kinda miss it too I mumble. But Im not ready to deal with it yet.

The crickets chirped into the falling dusk. We decided to steal some 40’s since there wasn’t nobody around.

Fin.

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All typos and punctuations intentional.

That was exhausting. Photo credits in a couple hours maybe.

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plosiferuy

under the wailing wall

we lie in wait

for western warriors waving wands

under the moon’s eyes we see the light

we watch the programs and see a vapid society

we read the rare pages and we see the freedom of possibility

unrealized except among a few choice clusters

but then

there are the others

who is to say they are not also doing something to keep back the violent

where are we in this strange land of 2014

where everything is on edge

and all the thoughts are in play?

(if not all the actions)

where is the moon; it has vanished

where is the earth; we find only vagueness

where is the .