black fantastic is the jukebox sleek and dripping red
honeysuckle awaits her partner, leaned lax across speakers
vibrating along with the baseline
i have no choice but to fill the space
express freedom of movement, excess of color
corner pop, gush flow and ass everywhere
like tigers on vaseline! david bowie exclaimed
new player
smashed
In my mind i was set on this path about 7 years ago and it all began the moment i veered off the road to avoid rear-ending someone who neglected to use their turn signal…there had been a few too many of those in my early driving days so i opted for narrowly escaping death by telephone pole, wildly maneuvering through the underbrush and smashing into a hefty tree…the cop who pried my door open said “10 inches to the left and you wouldn’t have made it…”
at the time this was a major bad deal but as the years passed i saw it as a kind of awakening.
i wrote a short story about a boy who also smashed into a tree but he died, or rather his energy was needed elsewhere…the boy was so filled with excitement and possibility that it couldn’t be contained and it was let loose to become a part of something bigger…
the whole thing was a jarring experience
yanked off the road and smashed into surroundings!
but awareness is heightened
as if tapped into a new frequency
i can see energy, i feel the potential
everything is possible all the time
