Brushed

Whisper,
Wonder,
Window,
Watching,
Walking,
Waters,
Waiting,
Waiters,
While,
Wishing,
Without,
Worshiping,
Weakness,
Wanting,
Waste,
Weak,
Wicked,
Worm,
Writing,
Wreaking,
Waking,
Withering,
Wrinkled,
Wrist,
Brushed away....................

FTBAS 11.26.12

Reflection

Water in a stream,
Sliced lean,
Silent scream,
Funnel dream.

Hell out,
No doubt,
Some clout,
Smiling pout.

Done undone,
Ritualized fun,
Paralyzed run,
Over cum.

No furor,
Loss purer,
Pieces her,
Broken mirror.........

FTBAS 11.24.12

Life Lines

I draw our universe in parallel lines between abstract dimensions,
Seasons of reason grow blossoms of treason,
When the harvest moon comes all doubt arises,
From the blue sky north I wonder the why is.

Spring will fall after the winter glow,
Years come as fast as the day will go,
I postie in life lines just like these,
Thoroughgoing off words to make them please,

Attempt on your ears may deaf not fall,
A duty an honor a beckon a call,
Solid sanscripts long sitting of all time,
Have written your future past and present, as are mine............
FTBAS 11.20.12

why is me

Its all in complacency,
Never in rhapsody,
Cost of fantasy,
Verses reality,

Of moments in time,
Doubts the mind,
Counts the time,
on down the line,

Oh so far away,
In the mid day,
What they say,
Ends my fray,

Not my sanity,
Not my vanity,
Not my want to be,
Not my why is me...................

FTBAS 11.20.12

Trophy

Peal back a moment of bliss,
Stair deep into the ignorance,
Of all the lost distance,
Between crude and eloquence,


Reference tossed in pontifical religion,
Teach em of God and bleach em,
Goal post and HD,
Get me another beer please.


Mankind seeks what it had,
A garden of Eden minus half,
Congratulate yourself in commercial glass,
So this one can end just like the last..............

FTBAS 10.13.12

eCHO

Knowing difference,
Choosing preference,
Knowledge reference,
Halted hesitance.
Slighted defiance,
Lowly glance,
Word dance,
Subtle stance,
Bloody romance,
Logging distance,
All happenstance,
Zipped pants,
Sub dominance,
Liquid trance,
False alliance,
True triumph,
in eCHO.............
FTBAS 11.6.12

In reach

It hurts when your lonely,
It hurts when your only,
It hurts when no priority,
It hurts when so normally.

A heart a beat away,
A smile of decay,
A wit ahead,
A space of dead.

Lovers smile,
Loners file,
Listeners cry,
Longing why.

If only in reach,
If only to seek,
If only so bleak,
If only no please.

FTBAS 10.22.12

Brand

Slight twist,
Supple wrist,
Flinging shit,
Burn my sin,
In your skin,
Owner,
Owned,
Bisquick,
Torrent,
Element,
Forget it,
Big screen,
Daydream,
Unseen,
Sky scene,
Rosebud,
No dud,
Gold tower,
Dollar alter,
Wonder falter,
Commercial time,
Sublime,
 Who you,
Represent,
Name lent,
Brandish brand,
Likely,
A slave to NIKE,
Owned by Apple,
Falling from grace,
To taste,
With no thanks from our grateful commercial nation............

FTBAS 10.22.12

Persuade

We all know it yes we do,
The answer on the tip of our tongue,
All the dances over when calling that tune,
Walk among the giants and they call you slow,
So no I am not afraid to go,
Persuade,
Dream again you fool of wander lust in benevolent musings of the dead,
The sky splits open and shadows begin to fade,
So call the count when dandy's coming all along,
One more time on down the way,
Persuade,
An angel called me up and said,
Mother fucker get up and quit playing with the dead,
Cry out and beg that song of smile,
Quit walking along in distant decay,
Persuade.................
FTBAS 10.16.12

Come on down boy

Skies of blue and Mississippi mud,
Dark clouds of rain on a wet Alabama day,
Changing colors fall along the Cumberland gap,
Atlanta's last deep sweat of the summer heat,
In my south of down and dirty,
All full of purpose in mountains of grease,
Iron ore digging coal from the deserted priest,
Coke fields full and fill with deceased,
Come along with me and walk my country mile,
Come on and have a sit boy and let me talk awhile,
This here ain't no different than any where just better,
Come on down boy we got got something for use,
Them southern boys a rocking all night blues,
Rocking jazz with hard down beats,
Southern ladies still walking yes ma'am in our streets,
Lighting and civil war,
Confusion and some more,
But clear when your walking held up high,
Come on down to breathe my southern sky.................

FTBAS 10.15.12