2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
KIDS
i remember waking up at 7:30 in the morning to be the first one writing with chalk on the sidewalk. thick dusty neon chalk lining the block like an inner city mural was always the first sign of summer. you could feel it was gonna be a hot day early in the morning because you'd dunk your little head in a neighbors pool the first chance you got. you'd hear junebugs in the morning and peepers at night. we must have mapped out the old neighborhood a hundred times with checkpoints and do not cross lines. we were having too much fun to even bother peeing indoors because the neighbors bushes were just fine. miller lite's would casually disappear from the parents' coolers in the evening while we set up tents from the 70's in someones back yard. the moon would illuminate every shadow that surrounded us and eventually after ten thousand ghost stories we would fall asleep on the uneven floor of the tent. when morning came and the dew had soaked through the bottom of the tent, we'd wake up and do it all over again
Monday, June 30, 2008
here we go
Friday, May 30, 2008
memorial daze
Hey kids, shake it loose together
The spotlight's hitting something
That's been known to change the weather
We'll kill the fatted calf tonight
So stick around
You're gonna hear electric music
Solid walls of sound
Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet
But they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets
Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful
Oh Bennie she's really keen
She's got electric boots a mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine
Bennie and the Jets
Hey kids, plug into the faithless
Maybe they're blinded
But Bennie makes them ageless
We shall survive, let us take ourselves along
Where we fight our parents out in the streets
To find who's right and who's wrong
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
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