Wednesday, February 20, 2008

one eyed jack

oh jeez, the con men ,drifters, artist visionaries, putting a wolfs paw in my palm, how you doing brother, just don't ask me for nothin, art is all and if you don't mind i'll have that latte now though all ive got to pay with is this smile and i'm still yours forever dont you know and i may or may not be there when you need me but damn i'll need you to come through for me cause there's a hole the size of a dog in my roof and ill be moving in to your crib to finish my novel and that's only going to take three months, that damn women she'll be sorry ,it's got to be worth 250 thou and she knows it, but man don't bug me cause i'm a medicine man and i'm up early saying my prayers to the spirits, daddy, oh shit well i'll pay you later and im a real socialist, half of my nothing is yours and i guess i'll tell you this because i was an apache in another life time but now i'm an artist, no anarchist, they should tear it all down ,no an indian chief and i can't, i'v e got drunk relatives in the back yard bedeviling me, oh man don't hold me to my word, cause there is no word, only words, it's like the wind man, dig it, i'll sign the damn thing only, i may have to spend the money on a good cause, yes i know, you'll wait, the weather changes, the shadows look kinda real and that's just the law of the land here, whatever was it sure ain't now and i can't help that, just let me borrow whatever it is you have, i said borrow. brother, i'm a shaman, ya know... jgk

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