there ok
look left yaya
old left ways
there ok
look left yaya
old left ways
rolling rolling rolling
down a hill
along the edge
of the ocean
let’s go back and do it again
a wonderful time of the most for
dot dot dot
oooooooh let’s put words on
dance aroundy around
clamber aboutsy
no roooooooom
better left
it’s the mona lisa
I guess that’s the nature of the game, man
maybe we can talk about it sometime
while holding eachother
nothing like
scrape off
oooolllld
oh just let a thought go and sow
try to chase
try to be beneath
when the wind breaks
and all is perfectly still
and the wish you drew in seed
falls
if you feel frompy
come and jomp me
womp womp
sometimes I rely on trickery to trickerme to do these
sometimes even music isn’t really anything at all
sometimes
even
I don’t write
at various points or just one do we meet did we meet?
if sine waves many maybe
not parallel lives these
and the higher frequencies of us
and the lower frequencies of us
cross an invisible line
hopefully more
hopefully more
hopefully more
don’t try to be
call for entry
rain and noise and rain and noise
it’s all noise yeah?
I do, I do
I never quite see
it’s not that I’m wrong or that it’s wrong
and it also is
on both
it’s that I’m blinded by
sorry to say
it’s just fear, really pure fear
could just fall into a song for a minute maybe more
not even a song really
not even falling
walk on their own
sulk on their own
oh lawd
please drown me in
nothing space
backwards time
a wondrous face
a wonder a blunder
my usual my usual
oh ok why not just siiiing
or forget forgot how to sing
and go
morning
thoughts of you thoughts of you
go
let go
thinky
oh it’s evening
music please
let go
thinky
save that
save me save we save three
oh you don’t
really know me at all
oh you don’t really know
what you’re missing
a kissing
a blissing
a missed opportunity behold
oh you know you don’t know
a momentary
mind free
absenced
wilded out
invisible
who
who care
abstract, beats, eastsouth, weird, wild, pink piano, orgasm anecdote, she misses me, distraught, worthless, invisible, pervert, instrumental, music, animal, no touch, no feel,
pull it down off the shelf
give it the love it deserves
each note
thrum
each note
thrum
let it remember
you played it
go
where you wan tand
bring a memory of me
take it there and
plant your seed
wise yes you
not me, oh
baby blue
I bleed, this needy coil, weathered and foiled, I got tangle d
less in thought than word
and you never heard
any of it
at all
go ahead and take it
this mute call
a cost, to care,
to be willing to be fair
to be in the midst of the wherever
whenever
mist must make lust disappear
a cross in weird wary eyes
a lost bear hypnotized
well, late start, eighth start, eight years.
I want to make music forever
it’s the only thing I do that even I can’t critique and tear apart
I wish for
shorter pieces, more honestly, less try, more love
for you and for me
amen and whoopee
you might wonder, where all the missing numbers go
into the ether here
why now do I find
a floating kind of island
it’s just where
I sit
though I am not aware
which makes me sad
I wish I were
there
I’m so far from anything that even matters
and I never thought it would end
fang shweeeeeeee
do they?
then it can all be
what if “I” am invisible what if I can see right through I
also I decided to make ambient music
water and time
is it is it is it is it?????
wandering round and making all kinds of light everywhere
maybe I found a new care
beware!
underneath the vibration lies the wise
my life is a practice room
one big long
practice room
hi there.
yes it has
been a while
I’m kind of, I don’t know, you know?
I’ve been gone for tooooooo long. I’m so sorry and I’m missing “you”, wherever these go, YOU
look right, look left, look again
on and into and over fallen logs
to find a friend
any time really
cover ground oh yeah,
cover sound
and we were lost in the desert
yes
with west in the chest
and a blessed
crunch underneath each step
four six at a time
lost in it
this rhythm
want to leap around and dance around and go around
this is it this is it
miss your wistful wish it’s like psshhhh
you turn towards the sound
around and around
suddenly after much anticipation
where we go when we look over yonder
a long long time ago
I made my way across the
threshold
and put myself into the river yeah
in which the clay rubs off on the skin
forever