Quiet crickets.

Quiet light of moon

Quiet cars along the road
--Go'n be home soon

Quiet AC on too late
Quiet humming charger in the outlet
Quiet bathroom 'cross the hall, water dripping from the faucet

Quiet floors while set'ling in
You're too old for all that whinin'
Quiet creatures awake before the sun
The signals when it's shinin'

Quiet indistinguishable shadow still yet so foreboding
Oh, you're just a pile of clothes that I never got to folding

Quiet drafty window singing with such vigor and such soul
Catch a chill from that night air
Might catch a runny nose

Quiet thoughts-that handsome stranger, worries, deadlines, dreams, 'n stuff
Quiet bedtime playlist streaming
Clearly you were'nt good enough

Quiet poem bursting from me my
Admonition of defeat

quiet quiet.

too much quiet-

quiet, would you let me sleep?

2:46am 8.30.18

Jazz history teacher scattin about
swing
Now, war on drugs (****)
wait, kansas city night clubs

Territorial Deviants howl the blues
dragging themselves bar to bar to jam

Teach has jeans and a black long sleeve
shows off his impressive gut

27th and manhattan, playin for pete
everynight bald head shinin
bass thumpin, saxophone whinin
count bessie, chick webb, rotating stage

Bothersome lesbian

C'etait vraiment une belle soirée,
la plus-que parfait soirée de toute ma vie.
C'etait un soir amaranthine.

I have seen God,
and he is pistons on iron.
Grey-blue eyes, saltwater pools.
That squeelin' a'screechin whimperin' whinin' hydraulics,
Can you feel the hydraulic boom-boom bass-bass..

He is a man crying "Hey,"
he is a woman selling jewelry
he is wraps and rounds, garnets that glow,
he is 'Tree Fort' musically meditating with meditating musicians,
he is a writer writing in the woods,
he is burning paolo santo,
he is iced off dose,
real European ****.

(Boom, boom. Bass, bass.)

he is Scorpio sun signs sun shining,
he is a man's heart shining.

Won't you look at all these hearts,
really have a look at them,
and tell me that they aren't the most

beautiful
creative
spirited

hearts that you've ever seen?

Scorpio, I love you. I really did love you. And how I've loved you since.

It was truly a beautiful party,
the most beautiful party of my whole life.
It was a night amaranthine.

Your moldable heart
So many times over
Lit up and torn apart
Like a mined diamond
Dug up and brushed off
So quit your whinin'
You're just lucky
Someone like me came along

I'm way ahead of you
Mentally, emotionally and physically
You're a pretty sad excuse
For a person in such a situation
And there's nothing you can do
But listen and soak up information
Keep playing the sponge
And someday you might get the correct formation

I hold the strings
Don't you see or are you that blind?
There are so many things
To be done, to be had
But you just hold on and take to the clings
And I can't say I'm appreciative
Of the fact that you can't seem
To be anything but argumentative

I'm a ******' gift
Something shiny in the fog
That comes to give you a lift
You're nothing but the bump on that log
Who goes and makes a shift
When she hears a little something questionable
Through your heart I will sift
And by the end your arteries will be bendable

Your heart of clay
Lays lazy and easily excitable
When I docked in your bay
It looked like saving you was viable
But I refuse to stay
I regret to inform of the incoming storm
But I must decline your invitation to play

Oh, Tennessee wind is blowin',
Skies been lookin' grey.
**** hounds keep on whinin',
And I ain't seen your face.
Oh... in so many days...

I'd ask you over, baby,
But it seems there ain't no space.

Oh, Mose is in the front room,
Sleeping on the floor.
There's a leaky pipe in the bathroom,
And no henge on the door.

Oh, if I hardly please you,
Can't give you a home you'd like.
When I worry about the things I say,
Honey, that ain't no life.

-Lyrix (Rock 'n Jazz)
Allegro

I remember you
from way back then
when we danced
in the dark of the night
I remember you
from way back then
when your love was
brighter than light

Do you remember me
from way back then
when my words were
more than they seem
Do you remember me
from way back then
when the music was
a faraway dream

Baby hold on tight
and don't let go
We're dancing on
the water now
Baby look me eye to eye
and don't look around
We're dancing on
the water now

I remember you
from way back then
when you never did
what you were told
I told you to
leave me alone
but I knew that
you would not go

Do you remember me
from way back then
back when I
was just a child
I remember the kiss
that you gave me
was the kiss that
made me go wild

Baby won't you
please kiss me again
We're dancing on
the water now
Baby take my hand
and be my friend

We're dancing on
the water now
Dancing on the water now
Dancing on the water now

Dancing from the
Big Bang back
Dancing from the
Big Bang back
Dancing from the
Big Bang back
Baby

Hey now B-Bopz back
Back Back better get back

Don't you go believing
all the freakin' lies
and screaming
'Cause you know me
better than that
Baby you know me
from way way back
Better get back back
Baby Better get back

I remember you
from way back then
when we shared
the bread and the wine
When the Holy Water
touched your face
I knew that you
would be mine

Do you remember me
from way back then
when our love was
shone all around
Do you remember then
I kissed your cheek
and said Baby you
gotta' run me down

Baby I been tryin'
and tryin' and tryin'
to get through all this
liein' and cryin' and whinin'

Dancing on the water now
We're dancing on
the water now

Baby look me eye to eye
and tell me the truth
'Cause everybody knows
Doves don't lie.

Dancing on the water now
We're dancing on
the water now

Dancing from the
Big Bang back
Dancing from the
Big Bang back
Dancing from the
Big Bang back
Baby

Right on
B-Bopz Back!

-R.

(07)
-D

Ay yo waddup people, just a crazy teen
I'm tired as **** but nah ain't gonna phase me
Got my knife in my pocket, nah nobody knows
But I think theu will if they ******' **** me off
Speak of the devil, here comes an annoyin' *****
Whinin' about her problems
*******, shut the **** up
I'll ******' stab her in the head, slowly take it down, make sure I can hear her ******* blood runnin' in town
Make her bones ******' shatter, her flesh melt off, her face ******' dismembered, betcha won't whine now, *****!

Haha
All these ******* lookin' at me like I'm crazy
****, maybe I am
Come close and you'll see
The ******' hell in my eyes, the psychotic twitch
Why you backin' away, what's wrong, *****?
Just bring ya neck a little bit closa, hell, how about ya body
Bet it tastes delicious on a plate right in front of me!
Come on, gimme a taste and no I don't mean your ***
Why you think I got this knife?
I wanna ******' eat ya, ****!
Bet your guts'll taste good in mine
Oh come on, don't ******' scream
The red is drippin' from stomach, looks pretty ******' good
But I think I'll wait for the entree

Got no use for aggression
Racial prejudice or abuse
Blamin’ everyone else
For your sorry self
Is a waste of breath a lame excuse

One day you’ll have to stand up
Face your Maker all alone
And all those losers wh
Ran around with you
Will fade away, you’re on your own

Got no use for whinin’
Spare me your tale of pain
We all walk the road
With a heavy load
We stumble and fall then get up again

One day perhaps you’ll listen
Your Maker’s burden is easy and light
You could share the weight
Yet you hesitate
Getting it wrong makes it feel right

Get up reach up get up
Stand your ground
Rise up fly up step up
Keep your ground
Step away from yourself
Step up to Him
Stand on Solid ground

TL Boehm
12/02
12/26/05

My language is foul and nasty
Someone who lost out by lack of proxy
My expressions are bipolar
At most times I wish I was happy

You don't know what's inside of my head
I might as well be dead
There's too many feelings inside of this body I was cursed to live in

I'm screaming I'm crying
I'm  begging I'm dying
For now I'll just go home and spend my time buyin

The thing that makes me so high I won't end up whinin'
My super happy fun time dream in the sky

8:56 PM

Seein' faces which no longer exist,
an eerie army of them,
how have I known such death
and yet still draw breath
mayhap a few were my fault,
forever haunted shall I be
especially as none of them deserved it
and i'm still livin laughin dancing free
it's kinda hurtin in here
tho it's basically just whinin
btw, where's my ******* beer
or at least a bottle or three of whine
my mind only sits still if forced to
and that requires more than you
will ever Noe how to do
it's dancin dangerous circle cycles at the moment
not the bestest ever tour for this version of clint
visions videos vicious internal angst bleeding my psyche
introversion reversion is ******'ing me
this soup bowl hath been poisoned
and i ain't prepared for such pain
at last i'll have always have my marbles of blue
and my die which with Bob will always crush you :)
which kiss do you most miss
cuz I heave several on that list
some of whom I've never even tasted
but "maybe someday" is imagination unwasted
reset myself so many times
when is it too many times?
precious little keeping me here
and I'm not much in touch with fear
the **** it ******* Clint
is ******* his inner Clinton
*** on
let's blow this scene
...money shot...
….and...out...


10:31 PM

which noose can you not cut loose
what's the soul scar you can't uncarve
or are you like me...
no fav among the many
I don't like space shuttles
but I do love muggles
well, a few of them
a few more on a whim
are your dreams too often screams
do you shout racial epithets at yourself
are you an ex genius boy
or a gorgeous-brain girl
who's tired of this toy we call our world
I hate saying I hate
but I hate all kinda ****
I used to Love to Love
but i just don't be feelin it
my blue rose hath decayed
its romantic spirit been betrayed
somewhere sometime my luck
said it doesn't even wanna ****
so fornicate yourself world
this boy beyond bent at bein whirled
I AM the best ME this boy ever been
but I'm just still just a Clint to my Clinton
c'mon man, I get it
hahahaha
but can't you quit
you win, i'm blah
this joke is older than I am
yet you insist on the retell
what else do you want from me
do you think I haven't visited my home in hell
when I am Positive Patient Polite people are joyful in their interactions with me...the potential to be a genuinely impactful presence in a meaningful moment of their life which they will remember and subsequently relive with me, pulling me into their experience as one of the cruxes, is the reason I actually have smile wrinkles from work even tho much of it is soul draining torture...not triple P at the moment....
how many dead people do you Noe???
many of you more than I certainly.
did it begin early?
does it continue late?
I don't want to be Dead
but it is seriously a freakish occurrence that I'm not
the statistics don't support it
better purer truer souls have seen their bodies left to rot
I knew my brain was insane at 5 yrs old
when the people studying me
told me my Intelligence Quotient was BOOM
and I said I Noe
but I can't respect your opinion
cuz this is a junior college room
so *******, yo
(plus my sister siblings were all so off the chart genius that I had to read at least a book a day from Kindergarden until HS, when I read a book a day cuz I wanted to F U, just to keep up with my understanding of the world beyond our block...if you have never read The Phantom Tollbooth, you really should, and you should do so with your kids...and if they're not old enough for Harry Potter or Tolkien, then read to/with them the Ursula K. Le Guin Earthsea Trilogy)
ouch
there's not a band aid for me
ahhh ****
I thought I was beyond thee
what was once my smile
is now a grisly grin
a snarky sneer
anything to contain the pain.
I'm sorry if you're sad
it might not be that bad
I can be the bestest silliness you've ever sampled
just hold my bald head as your button gets tongue trampled
and, ummm, yeah.....


11:30 PM

can you shake it??
the voice which quakes you?
who was your 1st?
not your 1st ****
not even your 1st kiss
simply the 1st set of eyes
blue, brown, green, heterochromatic (ooooohh Aly)
or the 1st smile, lips
the 1st voice, laugh
the 1st statement from a mind
a spirit in kind
which drew you into within
made that one the again and again and again
Did you ever Breakfast at her Tiffany's??
and if not is it still a favorite fantasy??
shhhhhh,
do you feel that???
that's a kiln absolutely killn it,
the dolls all Princess Wavin at their Kat
I can't get away with such silly sentimentality,
she'd most likely just make me smack me
you can't ME OW the Kat
unless you put it in a Tat :)
Does it still matter?
Is it still the solo
on your soul guitar?
Or is it merely whatever
couldn't give less of a ****
but wish them the best of luck
Maybe she was the entire worth of your world
I've been there once or thrice or more
In which case you can still hear her whisper
and your heart hates you for not winning her
Now without her, again, whoever whatever
drifting falling, alone again, whatever wherever
and....midnight don't mess around
time to get some sleep...hopefully super sound