sum thymes

it's like people need a can opener to get into their own head
sum times
it's like people have to scream until everything is ruddy red

and then i change chanels
and watch sum thang soothin' like the noose
swingin' and a swayin' to the tidal wave of abuse
ah the simple daze
when we were in the middle of the maze
enchanted bye gobbling juke-ish plays

it's like people are fine till their little patch of dirt gets trodden on
Sum tymes
it's like people own the rite to not be smiled too
or peeple get ideas of sum bee-ing more better than others

and then i listen to the static on my radio which i haven't turned on
it buzzes to a meditative tone like drone like bees in the trees like elephants on the hi C's
und then i think of Macca singing C moon and about L 7 and not getting to heaven
Hhhhmmmm, filling my bed with gloop or was that head with glue

it's like sum multiplications peeble don't tune in and are stranded on their own dessert dish
covered in sundae nuts and chocolate rivers with the occassional drizzle of huny
Wander ware that yellow bear with the red t-shirt is and if the boucny orange won is nearby
but that's just sometimes
we won't talk about offer multiplications

the silent one returneth

The silent one's story continues
still the character building was implemented
even though it was erroding and corroding
which was ironic for building
So stealthily the silent one went on the hunt
the hunt for a four letter work
occasionally he found this mythic beast
and more character was built
or fragmented and disolved
yet with a smile he wandered on
learning as ever and it started to coalesce
ah, you see the internal weight of it all had it's own gravity
so the silent one drifted in and out
in too the four lettered and out of the learned
he left and came back with a smile
he drew and painted and made
he created and conjured
while still being deconstructed
i mean having character built or do i?
yes the middle path is no easy but it is good
the learning continues
the deconstruction of the character building is on going
all is good, nothing is ill
all is a teaching, nothing is a loss
keep on walking
keep on going
and smile from time to time 

the silent one

One day a baby was born
so was a nother but that's a different story
The baby was all silent gooo gooo
and softly mumbled gah gahs
He was born and turned a funny yellow
they put him in the sun till he was pale again
he looked around and saw curly tops
but as i have already said that's a nother story
It was cold where he was born so he and the clan went to a sunny place
The sunny place had a week of forties when he got there
but he can't remember that
As the baby grew older
you know walking age
it was noticed he didn't talk much
That's because Curly Tops
Who is still a nother story
Would ask for stuff and the silent on would get stuff too
Pretty easy gig
Until he found out that they expected him to talk as well
One was not pleased by that
So they took him to a doctor
the doc said he'll talk when he wants to
I'm more concerned about the hole in his heart
His parents were thunder struck
The silent one thought
i wonder if it whistles.
The docs did tests and that was that
but something changed
The doctors had taken away his smile and giggles
one was not pleased about that either
Then there was school which was ummm
other people say character building
the silent one thought, i must have bucket loads of character
and when do these other kids stop helping me build my character
then unbeknownst to the silent one
the silent one decided to fly low and under the radar
stealthy and quietly he went
He learnt his words
and missed out on his numbers
and while doing all that read and read
and the one day he drew
still the character building went on
till he was told to leave
which he thought was funny
seeing he left ages ago
The silent one's story continues
but that's for a nother time