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20 December 2007
Everyone’s Picasso Now |
The Green Fairy Kaleidefuzzyscope
—–Original Message—–
From: Starrman [mailto:[redacted]]
Sent: Monday, December 17, 2007 10:13 AM
To: Reflector, Westy
Subject: absinthe ..
what up Wes-T.
I hear you are our resident expert on absinthe. I also hear that it was just legalized.
Can you recommend a good real bottle that I could easily pick up here in the city?…
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Everyone’s Picasso Now
…Junk is a habit
Habits are formed
From a pattern
From a routineEverything’s an equation. Everyone’s their own god now.
Everyone’s a sensation. Everyone is too smart now.Space is a dream
Borders never smile
Earn a dollar
Earn a livingLiving is short
Short for living wage
So wage war
Against the system pleaseEverything’s a revelation.
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Cult Status
Cult status
Don’t have to watch what I say
Cult status
Not too much in my way
I’m gonna be the biggest thing in small town
And when you’re not looking
That’s when I’ll beCult status
Travel by subway
Cult status
Goin my own way
I’m gonna be the smallest fish in the big big pond
And when you’re not lookin
That’s when I’ll be headed forCult status
My foot in the door
Cult status
Don’t want no more
Gonna be the first one in and the last one out
And where you’re not lookin’
that’s where I’ll be
Echo Lake
before everything just fades…
…gotta get out of echo lake
is it too much to ask
to challenge your fate?
gotta get out of echo lakegotta get out before it’s too late
it’s never enough to know
to jump aboard that train.
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Overheard Confessions
you’re a catholic priest listening to a stream of sunday confessions. in the final one, a woman admits her love for you and asks you to help her escape. what do you do?
…“Morning is the hardest time when the mirror leaves you blue”
“He says it’s always the same you got no one to blame but the one looking back at you”“15 years working on the line just to try make a name”
“And all those voices are quiet now who said he’d be something great”“Hey god here’s 50
Dollars for all the years
At a dollar a prayer that’s 50 Prayers ”“help him get some help getting out of here”
“He’s been dreaming of Hunter’s fireworks – sayin ‘shoot me to space that’s cool’ ”
“Everytime HST looked up do you think he lit that fuse?”
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Love Note From The Future
to the end and back. maybe.
Ever since that big causeway break
You’re in that trance where you never come out
& I keep flashing on that big wave
That came & washed our only way outthat’s all I know that’s all I know seven long years that’s all I know
Summer passed me by
You oughta know you
Were the reason why I
Wasted all this
TimeAlways are stories you always tell
Drown it all out sleep through the night
Candides laughing behind every water well
All the hate and greed and power now amplifiedit’s all the same it’s all the same since before before the wave
Summer passed me by
You oughta know you
Were the reason why I
Wasted all this
TimeI stopped thinking about life without war
Now there’s no such thing left as small talk
But I’ll never let down this old guitar
Even when it weighs so much
and this is such
a
long
walk
The why lie p-i.
AUSTINTOWN (ELECTION DAY 2004)
©2007, Westy Reflector
When they dig us up – they might never know
We dug so deep – left our evidence so far below
They might even think we were older than dinosaurs
Arrogance thinks we’ll see the end of the world
That we’d be last ones – that we’d get
the truth/the truth
it’s just funny how the truth
is just like Austintown
½ way between here & there
so many secrets I can’t begin to dare
to leave
escaping only in my dreams
sounds like Austintown
They’re gonna say we went backwards – all the way back
Before we went forward again
Comatose/Straightjacket
the devil’s choice is always a temptation.
…i had this debutante invite me to her ball
but she met another guy in the basement of the hall
wouldn’t you know it? she made 2 calls.i gave them time to play a little duck and hide
i know they wanted ten but i only gave ‘em five
seconds to make up their mindyeah, a coma or a straightjacket?
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Karma
choose a side, for once.
…At least stand up for love
Since you never say the wrong thing
And you’re always on the right sideBut you’ve never known stars brighter than a city night
‘Cause you never had to choose a side.
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Peaceful Songs
every once in a while, country-fried.
…One fine day
They’re gonna take me away
To that land of peaceful songs
And on that day they’ll hear me say
“I finally found a place where I belong!”It’s been a long life and a long time comin
Too many heartbreaks in fair times
I’ve done a lot of hurting & I will pay the price
But I saved myself from a worthless lifeOne fine day
They’re gonna take me away
To that land of peaceful songs
And on that day they’ll hear me say
“I finally found a place where I belong!”
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sign, since 1914
seaview marriott, formerly seaview country club
galloway, nj, june 16th, 4:42pm
The Shit Bag, pt. ii
Living with the Shit Bag was trying at first, but eventually it became a silent force that bonded me to my roommate and the rest of the building’s occupants.
Each Unit had a method for dealing with the Bag. Albain and Christie, chanteuses from Lyons summering in London to score a few gigs at Soho supper clubs, lived on the 3rd floor and decorated their “sac de merde” with grease pencil sketches of fruit and flowers.…
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The Shit Bag, pt. i
When I lived in London for a throw in the early 90s on the border of Holloway and Islington, my roommates & I had an “electric” toilet. The toilet’s outflow pipe was so skinny that our landlord, Omar Everyday In The Same Green Sweatsuit, forbid us to throw paper in it and cautioned that certain fibrous meals, when finally passed, were guaranteed to require a real cranking wellie on the flusher.…
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