Sa Moot of Thought

St. Augustine – Camping

samootofthought — Fri, 12 Oct 2007 04:16:11 +0000

Below is a link to slideshow and below that is a loose version of the text that goes with the slideshow.

http://www.box.net/shared/gdaxiadf2u

“Camping in St. Augustine”

Oldest city, Fountain of Youth still elusive old. Horse drawn carriages carry glitter hooves. Canvas walls, rain falling on blue and white Coleman costly canvas. Checkered yellow plastic table cloth table damp for eating peeling BBQ shrimp. Oak tree fire burning blue and red hard to keep lit hot. Saw Palmettos in the shadows of the lights of night look like African bush. Photos of Pleiades taken between forecasted cloud bursts blown. A vest man plays the violin alley smiling. Banana spider webs woven between trees make explorers careful. Fear faced in legs when eyes close. Frogs sleep in Coontie berries red with Skinks. Pecans like gunshots when cars hit. Acorns fall at Zero Mile by Spanish fountain. Plastic fruit at roadside robbery road missed. Jesus on a palm tree on I-95, Jesus on license plate at Taco Bell. Oyster wall, Coquina rock, Datil pepper alligators farm. Telephoto evenings expose dappled sunlight morning warmth. Homes of dreams turn the century. Wind sends leaves and owls. Arms of present hold tight the light. Mahi moments move beyond drawbridge Yellow Fever cemetery symmetry. Faces faced with campfire breath. River sunset with Cannondale chatty campers. Ticks and bird calls on poster posted. A boxer named Wizard with big paws eyes from Daytona. Friends find no fallacy in fire. Birds booze in budding blossoms. Breeze brushes hair on end beauty. Patient purpose life moves slow clockless sweet.

Daft Punk Live Changed My Life (1)

samootofthought — Fri, 05 Oct 2007 03:15:14 +0000

I came anxious
panic of masses
people ear to ear
eye to eye
“face to face”

but when green
light touched –
singled me out
I heard it —
this is no place
to hide

so I shed black
for light
of any color

my switch was
flipped

Daft Punk Live Changed My Life (2)

samootofthought — Fri, 05 Oct 2007 03:14:41 +0000

we are one
hand
moving
a generation
of lost
found
in beats
and cameras
held
above heads
lights pump
goosebumps
through sweat

Daft Punk Live Changed My Life (3)

samootofthought — Fri, 05 Oct 2007 03:14:05 +0000

singing reverb
cell phones held
to heaven
capturing bass
this slab of concrete
Bicentennial Park
in Winter
our stage
a slice of freedom
each of us
alone in a sea
of 25,000
and I let the light in
opened my mouth
to every synth from
pounding pyramid
moved feet and
arms and teeth
and hips
like transcending skin
ready to merge

Daft Punk Live Changed My Life (4)

samootofthought — Fri, 05 Oct 2007 03:12:43 +0000

the god of unity
wrapped his legs
around each of us
and we touched
vibrated
did lines of bass

i was sober
on water
out of my mind
on dance

and when people
find jesus i wonder
if it feels like…
like ninety minutes
of soul orgasm

screaming, tears
seizure of sound
a lifting up
into speechless
consciousness

shuddering through
class and race
sex and complex
I let it come
become
I became love
and paid it forward
in gum

PoetryMix

samootofthought — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 21:05:24 +0000

Copy/past the link below to download and listen to my latest project:

http://www.box.net/shared/ifqm21imv9

My Art, Lisa’s Writing

samootofthought — Fri, 28 Sep 2007 05:07:10 +0000

Distorted Mirror

Shiny fingers
fabulous tables
sweet maidens
face sorrow
behind Gucci
shades

Fast world
tilt a whirl
lines on
her face
or her
mirror

Reflecting the
ugly she
sees, others
cannot see
so she
is devoured
like sweet
candy sucked
until it
turns others
ssour

Lisa’s Art, My Writing

samootofthought — Fri, 28 Sep 2007 05:05:53 +0000

Methods of Last Defense

the globe is warming
and Bush is eating corn
while bombs burn
women in robes
women in Washington
women who cannot speak
are spoken for with hate

killing is not strength
redemption is not death
AIDS is not health care
faith is not an excuse
make better kindness
we’ve got to cast better light

lobbying for pain
our dreams alert civil power
ethanol neighbors
babies without rights
the truth will save
but the planet will suffer

racism now
how about serenity now
for all colors, all progress
smoking out the world
immigrants moving
fighting targets
bleeding
breaking
man

humility is an orphan
dirty and rich
we’re swallowing glory as policy
with the promise of nothing
except the change we make
right now

after ‘Crisco’

samootofthought — Fri, 28 Sep 2007 03:19:03 +0000

The above image is a 37″ x 40″ photograph by Marilyn Minter entitled “Crisco.

I’ve written the piece below in response to this image.

after Crisco

the scent of musk
closed eyes
from buzzing mind
glass tears ripping
holes in retina

life grinding you
evolve or expire
stage sweat
lucite heels
you’re painting
toes up in air
sliding
slowly
into focus

filament of flesh
vaseline fahrenheit
you give dream jobs
for blow
blow jobs
for cash
stuffed in holes
by fingers stained
and chewed

pole spinning tanned
your ass is art
fantasy fantastic
sweet feline
you honey coated beast
of pounding bass

drive your engine to
the end of lights
end of stage
balance the pony
until you don’t see
anything but angels

Saturday Dinner

samootofthought — Thu, 27 Sep 2007 23:27:34 +0000

Richard and I chef’d an amazing dinner (mussels not shown because they were eaten in minutes). I chopped things — he did all the rest.

I photographed it and wrote a response…

we make

honey
garlic
olive oil
mahi
rub
rosemary
white
wine
mussels
mango
salsa:
red onion
mango
red
green
pepper
cilantro
balsamic
vinegar
garlic
yellow
rice
green
olives
squash
broccoli
zucchini
mojitos:
rose’s
bacardi
fresh
mint
salt
pepper
butter
whole
wheat
bread
dipping
oil

beautiful food together