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i'm bringing at least guacamole & grapes
how about
getting together &
watching a documentary
about the place &
talking about things
that are there
instead of spending
thousands for days of
consuming & excreting
your american asses
through that pristine wilderness
for the good of no one
but yourselves
you marry and divorce
everyone you meet
love's neverending force
in strangers on the street
"and spacemen disguised as cactus
are standin in a row
tryin to hold their breath
withhold what they know"
-"cowboy's lullaby," trevor garrod
Help yourself
Take it all
Save me some
Screen your calls
Fall asleep
By yourself
On your side
In a ball
Spin all night
Get up tired
Try to be
Not a liar
deadlines make
time bunch up
some's for them
done with us
won't compete
come home late
last one out
lock the gate
send your love
down the line
starts with fire
ends with fines
balboa park, 7/15/06
it's not a goodbye
if i'll see you next week
but you packed all your things
& you patched up the leak
you won't turn around
to see all you'll miss
the world spread ahead
so much more than you wished
you were the glue
that stuck us all here
but your lease is run thru
& we're melting with tears
your star will explode
into powdery light
wherever you go
will be that much more bright
say nothing is right
until nothing is left
picking your fights
hoarding your best
full of hot air
watery eyes
clouded just stare
at the saturday skies
if all of us are
bored why don't we do something
instead of nothing
you're not down & out
you've not yet begun to fight
we'll laugh at our fright
the more you can drink
the further you can get from
making a difference
why worry about
war when there's so much goddamned
wardrobe going on
you'll live forever
sing your legacy until
there is no more dust
it's never too late
when somebody believes it
could possibly work
(check the sigs on the forehead and under-stache!) 
he gave us the whole enchilada!
wow.
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