Freedom Jazz Dance

[Queso]

For anyone who wants to play. :D

 

This is now the official practice place for us poets and whoever else wants to chime in and experiment

 

Flow,

[Tarantism]

there isnt any way to go 'cept up and left and sometimes we just gotta add some groove to our motion, dig?

but what happened to the honer of yesterdays sigh?

when were moving for something certain

a future so contrived its poetic

so i climb so as to carve

my initals in this bark with a crows feather i found

from the top of the this tree

resting on lower twigs.

 

:esad:

[Tarantism]

growing like a limb from the ancient tree

 

a man scribbles primordial infancy

 

detremental to uttering terrapins hereafter

 

this moment of creation spectrum

 

though in all ways pre-concieved

 

flayed out now as poet-ry IT SAYS!:

 

"(ehem...ehem).......this is what i am"

[Queso]

We are banyanians

with foot buried in cool mud, or hands-

if you're upside down with your feet

sprouting mind tongue's sticking out

for twlight doctors, saying ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . .

[Queso]

cha chi chi cha chi chi cha chi chi cha

ba dong dim bong jim bang dim yong gim

flee bop, shibby boo-------A labadaba sada OOOO OOOO

OOOO OOOOO

I said,

broken moon

she said,

bending spoons

I said

Aint got the time

she said

aint have to ryme

so I crawled away excited

for the bush.

Da buddha, Da Da buddha.

Da buddha, Dadadadada buddha.

[Queso]

Be kind.

Please rewind

all the way back to the birth of Man.

There, Mimosa.

Red roots, black

as the night

overtakes me. Slithering

around my

tambourine ankles,

up the swamp,

I used to be 13

can I buy a twamp?

[Queso]

Stomp Feet

To The Rhythm

Of The Beat

 

Stomp Feet

To The Rhythm

Of The Street

 

!

[Queso]

Caps withold

my digital intensity.

[Tarantism]

and i move throughout the dorian,

flowing notes with the tales of ancient bark

and what plato whispered to me

on the shores of the sea,

music?

were not in kansas anymore...

[Queso]

Glooping

Totum

there's a

Snark

[Queso]

oh the ads-

I'm gonna vomit

a new road!

[Queso]

throats croak

a lotus shut

after a midnight toke

with Toad

[Queso]

dearest Hypography

who shines in dark swamp

underneath a structure built

in a rhythm down a coldesac-

The lightning

stumbles around my

mind and my bottom half's

a pretzel, and my top half's

a cloud evaporating loud

between the two pillars of gravity

bringeth life splash down continuus.

 

This rain is wet all over this page,

droplets of

rainbows

neat

prisms

for a while.

 

This *** is soaked with sky

 

B)

[Queso]

neat chance to

open clairavoya's

gate is a river of

eyes in the binary

fire we dematerialize

goodbye

[Queso]

[xxx]

[Tarantism]

further along the path we tread,

[Queso]

maybe perchance to notice the time is now