Mot!
Mot!
THEY HAVE LEFT US
a smorgasbord of spills
a compendium of swills
a panoply of polenta
eggshells, coffee grounds
cookie crumbs
look! there's one
a Magnificent Morsel
of Oatmeal Raisin
up here who knows
if we ocean or land
so eat every speck of food on the plane
they give me
your voice came from so far away
it was so good to hear and say
Au, Contrail!
("contrails" are flung: streamers of toilet paper)
above this ground of such travail
how the sky turns into a page
oblivious and blue
Rebecca Kauffman
Koom-Bacha Nation
Martha Strawn
Beheader of Prawns
That was 96
No, you are wrong
It must have been
Another throng
I like this one
The Italians are fun
Why dont we take a rest
That crumb is not going anywhere
the Crumb Sings
Shall all your cares beguile:
Wond'ring how your pains were eas'd
And disdaining to be pleas'd
Till Alecto free the dead
From their eternal bands,
Till the snakes drop from her head,
And the whip from out her hands
Now that the sun hath veiled his light...
oh lets. adopt a comfortable posture
to lean
and reminisce
we were just drying on the deck of the lake
David Whistles / Otis Redding
listening to Franticek and Jitka sing
the lonely Shepherd songs
from mountains of check republic
where Laffoley puzzled
the correct particle size pebble
to ballast the auxiliary
box-kite powered bird boat
kinda neo-dada Erica's
and Shannon's toy boat regatta
what was your favorite?
thing to lick?
Yes
I am a little embarrassed
Mops do not blush, just swell
of the liberally distributed dance floor sweat drop-lets of
Oh!
Giorgio!
I tried to sway him not to go but o
Georgia
is on my mind
Mot?
Mot
You know we can't have it all
And this sopped up bliss
Will just turn into mangy-ness
If we are not wrung soon
Oh Mot
We have to choose
Between this magnificently crumbled
Cookie and Vance's puddle of I-a-was-Ca
I think the former
So the lucky crumb is now the latter
Look!
There goes Gayle!
Au, Contrail...
May 1, 2008, Gathering at Lake Eden
produced by
Chris / Marguerite / Michael / Giuseppe Gavazza / Jan-Christoph / Nausicaa / Georgia / Molly / David / Elaine / Kevin / Marcus / Tom & Ted
Songs of Henry Purcell:
Music For a While
An Evening Hymn