tangledupinblue

I stumbled to my feet.
I rode past destruction in the ditches
With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart-shaped tattoo.
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you.

~~~~daily dylan~~~

Trash is tired man tired. Trash did an hour on the cycle at the gym today. Slowly, the leg is coming around. I'm building up some...
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Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all...
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Well, I had to move fast
And I couldn't with you around my neck.
I said I'd send for you and I did
What did you expect?
My hands are sweating
And we haven't even started yet.
I'll go along with the charade
Until I can think my way out.
I know it was all a big joke
Whatever it was about.
Someday maybe
I'll...
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Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy,
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers.
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space,
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face.

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly...
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Some times before this time I knew exactly what I wanted. I mean that in the larger sense. I mean knew with whom, for how long and to what end -- in short what IT -- the BIG holy IT --was all about. Unless I really know nothing about the human condition, we've all been there. We've all had moments of clarity where we felt...
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Many sparks and lightning jags or jack'o'lantern laughs and wails from ouch our ouch past are circling in the little non-Little China Canyon of Non-Heroes dead friend.

pasts all follow too close.

They choke me, practically push me down some paved gritty trough, practically sweep me along right along just along they way with a handbill and a scattered box of cards that might well...
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Fifteen jugglers
Fifteen jugglers
Five believers
Five believers
All dressed like men
Tell yo' mama not to worry because
They're just my friends

~~~~daily dylan~~~

Dust, man, dust. It's rolling like fungal waves of mesmerizing happenstance blindingly scribbled across the desert. "Who goes there?" shouts a cliched cacti sentinel, held stone-faced like a troubadour's vision of an unchanging lady of reproachless virtue. No one calls...
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Genghis Khan and his brother Don
Could not keep on keepin on.
We'll cross that bridge after it's gone
After we're way past it

~~~daily dylan~~~

So like, um who cries for Soul Asylum? Like, Trash does. Yes, when we get the Ipod it forces us to come to grips with our music libraries. And amongst the Survivor's Greatest Hits treasures and the bombs from...
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Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem
Cannot hold you to its heat.
Your temperature's too hot for taming,
Your flaming feet burn up the street.
I am homeless, come and take me
Into reach of your rattling drums.
Let me know, babe, about my fortune
Down along my restless palms.

Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed.
I have fallen far beneath
Your pearly eyes, so...
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I dreamed I saw St. Augustine,
Alive as you or me,
Tearing through these quarters
In the utmost misery,
With a blanket underneath his arm
And a coat of solid gold,
Searching for the very souls
Whom already have been sold.

"Arise, arise," he cried so loud,
In a voice without restraint,
"Come out, ye gifted kings and queens
And hear my sad complaint.
No...
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