http://www.opendiary.com/entrylist.asp?authorcode=D362461 johnny blackfoot http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20960 http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20960 <p> </p> <p> reach into the box<br /> meek like the man<br /> eager like the fox<br /> speakerbox<br /> the people <br /> with their feet on a pause<br /> speak of loss<br /> and i leak a lot<br /> like heat to the frost<br /> or weak to the boss<br /> the lands i creep across<br /> sleep with the moss<br /> a sheep to the white teeth<br />  that shine brightly<br /> in the night heat<br /> a bite with the beast<br /> flight with the geese<br /> slight what it speaks<br /> and fight if it flees<br /> there always is a calm<br /> whenever lightning leaves<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />  </p> Thu, 31 Dec 2009 00:00:00 GMT http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20929 http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20929 <p>there were fears<br /> <br />        that were ignored<br /> and silent<br /> but strong<br /> <br /> <br /> rush of dawn<br /> <br /> <br /> to the look of bright approval<br /> <br /> like <br /> <br /> <br /> night is crucial<br /> and useful<br /> <br /> <br /> so he uses only what is needed<br /> <br /> and ponders what is beautiful<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> go to school<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> fall asleep<br /> like call all sheep<br /> <br /> stall speech<br /> like there is small breach in the neck as the fall peaks<br /> <br /> <br /> fails to speak<br /> <br /> this pales in comparison to carrying the weak<br /> <br /> <br /> (embarassed<br /> <br /> in a galaxy)<br /> <br /> how garish can you be?<br /> <br /> very<br /> <br /> like a million megawatts<br /> fed to bots<br /> that had been programmed to rapidly dead the shock<br /> <br /> <br /> what's a human head got?<br /> <br /> that mine don't<br /> <br /> and why's the road wind like i'm blind and i won't<br />   <br /> <br /> <br />          but it is required<br /> said the learner to the liar<br /> burner to the fire<br /> <br /> washed cars<br /> now vernon's tired<br /> <br /> <br /> and other-worldly<br /> <br /> <br />  </p> Fri, 29 Aug 2008 00:00:00 GMT http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20928 http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20928 <p>too young to ask<br /> of the crumb path<br /> about the tongue in the trash<br /> Sun on back<br /> with one more lump of another punk's past<br /> sunk raft<br /> to sharp stone<br /> like, park your bones<br /> the thoughts come from the head<br /> so i suggest you guard your dome<br /> and pardon the appearance<br /> for i fear its hardly known<br /> or spoken of<br /> that there is life beyond a broken love<br /> like poke and shove<br /> like this big neck is a lifetime and i've got my choking gloves<br /> so soak and drug<br />  soap and scrub<br /> open eyes<br /> and hope to want<br /> or want of hope<br /> like peace and equality<br /> and she needs both<br /> but they're the same<br /> and unable to attain<br /> some fables end like marriages<br /> and some just gush with shame<br /> rusted plane<br /> from rush of brain<br /> to the bloodstream<br /> mud schemes<br /> and greeds<br /> and  thinks what do indeed does the flood dream?<br /> it was a palace<br /> and she a queen<br /> with lips that held that deep red blood sheen<br /> but what does it mean<br />  </p> Thu, 28 Aug 2008 00:00:00 GMT http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20927 http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20927 <p>ok<br /> roads paved<br /> and sun bathed<br /> call help <br /> none came<br /> the mundane untrained<br /> son of a gun-plane<br /> then came the tongue play<br /> like we've this need for green and i've none saved<br /> i fund the fade<br /> drums not dead<br /> there's a slum in the head<br /> and it likes and it loves and it needs to be fed<br /> the note said please be re-read<br /> speeding<br /> leaking<br /> seeking, reaping<br /> speaking sweetly to her sweet thing<br /> today<br /> today is the day<br /> this whole thing dies from the disease in the brain<br /> like the streets when crack came<br /> like the souls when smack rained <br /> down upon the ground that lacked chains<br /> this is what is known<br /> this is what's not<br /> there are volumes of small truths<br /> that they call shock<br /> butter grease the block<br /> i mean<br /> you better grease the block<br /> cuz the kids arrive lively every night<br /> like a geese flock<br /> that speeds and speaks not<br /> heats plots up in deep spots<br /> like it's the only thing the creep's got<br /> besides a pair of chucks<br /> and a soldered frame<br /> and one girl that one day he will give his father's name<br /> to<br /> that gray stuff is the brain goo<br /> that leaks when the pain's too<br /> much for such a plain dude<br /> but then the brain grew<br /> slowly <br /> trained to move<br /> then shake<br /> hence the break<br /> in the beat<br /> while the feet do the snake<br /> and slither<br /> bake and wither<br /> you can al green what you packed for i am no indian giver<br /> bbbut it is my place<br /> and there is a lot that i stencil in the sky<br /> that's my space<br /> <br />  </p> Wed, 27 Aug 2008 00:00:00 GMT http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20925 http://www.opendiary.com/entryview.asp?authorcode=D362461&entry=20925 <p>flash of light<br /> like this is its last life<br /> not its past life<br /> so it raises the mast right like it has might<br /> the sad sight<br /> and infectious<br /> the face was spotless <br /> but it was her intentions that were wreckless<br /> checks the setlist<br /> and disagrees<br /> like the opposite<br /> like, stop this<br /> like rodney these are cop fists<br /> like mommy<br /> somehow<br /> is inexplicably on a God trip<br /> <br /> <br />  </p> Wed, 27 Aug 2008 00:00:00 GMT