the end of the world

written while watching cnn

piers morgan

whom i find abrasive

and unentertaining

and so

i remember his name

has on a palestinian mother

and an israeli mother

discussing their countries conflicts

and the pathetic legitimizing

of themselves to the world

and good for us

to have the ability to watch them

as they make fools of themselves

will they finally feel ashamed

for holding up the rest of humane progress

these are great times

we are 'living' in

hey, i'm just saying

if the 700 club has something to contribute

to the conversation

so will i

think war won't resume?

and now back to our regularly scheduled program ...

making dew from stardust

the end of the world

it's thee 

'end of the world' ...

what a disaster

you had to go and ask her

now on vacation in alaska

can never come soon enough

taming of the shrew

dropping another shoe

dance tickets all past due

never had it so tough

just around the corner

gabby let your horn blow

come on if you're gonna

hands dizzy time to adjust

~ trumpet solo ~

it's thee 

'end of the world' ...

comin' to a town near you

gabby let them hear you

dunkin kinda weird too

turn your head and cough

just around the corner

gabby blow now if you're gonna

naming of the tune

never come soon enough

Herricane 'dedicated to irene and sandy'

Herricane 3439

dedicated to irene and sandy

a living breathing gone with the wind

She's a lover like a herricane

only more on the wild side ~

She broke in through My window

and the next thing I knew

She was rearranging furniture

all around My room

but when She left 

She slammed the door so hard

it broke My hinges loose

it's now or never what do I do

blow My top or adjourn 'til nethergloom

She like no other is a herricane

what's in store, she tears asunder inside ~

prone to hours of poutages

at Her own behest

so I batten down the hatches

and I pray for the best

the day comes all is said and done

when this Herricane detterioates

and is laid to rest

no matter the weather what do I do

blow My top or adjourn 'til nethergloom

mjmasiko_thornlane march 4 to 9 2012

truly yours deeply darkness

truly yours,

deeply darkness

slipping darkly into deepness

truer the sleep that awakes unawares

a little bit of heresy

a little bit of how you say

a little bit of henesy

and a little bit of wait and see

what is what

as water seeks its level

the squeaky wheel fills the slot

to pick up the slack

and sugar on top.

drop a line sometime

truly yours,

deeply darkness.

singing songs

of ultimate truth

and absolutes

and what will there be always

I will tell you

but You ain't gonna like it

great nothingness

is our only constant

in a domain devoid of light

and in this voidscape

Love is but a fluke

so enjoy it while You can

I believe

we have grown smart enough

to figure out

how to sustain true happiness

for the rest of our time here

and if not

shame on us

there is no next time.

swallow that pill

then you can walk with me

'til then lets exercise

what we've learned of civility

treating others with decency

who will bring you no palpable harm

no visceral anguish

that is not able to be

self extinguished

before it leads to more

if need be let distace serve as the buffer to this repeatedly cyclical unrepentant abhorrent poor performance of 

OtherWise amenable pleasant manners.

we have plenty of room really.

plenty of manpower.

plenty of roofs and food.

plenty of ears

now revealed

so the whole world can now hear

and decide what is unfair

and dispense reason and wisdom and 

encourage patience

and endurance of trust

that justness

will prevail

amongst ourselves

only if we want

we can

that said

smoke'em if ya got em

take it easy on yourself

and don't stare into the glare

but find warmth in the periphery.

slipping darkly into deepness

true the sleeper awakes unawares

a little bit of heresy

a little bit of how you say

a little bit of henesy

and a little bit of wait and see

what is what

as water seeks its level

the squeaky wheel fills the slot

to pick up the slack

and sugar on top.

drop a line sometime

truly yours,

deeply darkness.

mjmasiko ThornLane Fri Nov 2 2012