Bantering with Octagons

[sigh]

concrete lost to the insights of capone
or bugsy
or even dillinger

flight channels open with streams of colored whispers
of shadow
and mist
and the chill that settles just before dawn

gang the heights, ye avasted manchild
as a gaggle wanders, leaving a trail of shits
so very much like a cat's

 

[LairdofOrchy]

Ginger dew settles in twiglight strawberry lawns,
the tomcat pees,
the kittens roar, littering the pond with overtures from the marriage of Figaro and Le Monde. Prophesies of a burning bush alight Bagdad. Tomcats rarely sacrifice their sons.

 

[Guest]

 

[sigh]

figaro
and the barber
as the music swells

think brawn stipends oh masterwork of narwhal
for the sea is a foaming turmoil
and a vast confusion
for the misinformed
misunderstood
and just plain ridiculous

gag a cock deep in your throat
so at last you'll understand
the mystery
of love
and

hmmmm? say what?
i don't heaaaaaaar you..........

 

[sigh]

i should have known
in the wake of an irish earthquake
that all was well
and seen
and wondered over

like a brat crapping in his diapers
or logs in a floating jam
i feel the wind blow
hear the chimes peal
and taste the firmament of heaven as it opens

blinding, blinding light
spilling its guts
(or guts-like things)
to gag upon the rooftops of everytown

mine
yours
the place where sheep baa
and the tortoise sleeps
on a log
in the sun
of a summer’s day

it's all to be found in mystery

 

[Tea_Party]

I cant believe you're four years older
I cant believe you're so wonderful
I cant believe I love you
I cant believe your box is full

I can believe its true
In an irish sea
In the dew
In the late night
The dreams of you
I can believe in you

You mean
so much
you are
so much
More
than anyone
I've known
I've seen
I've shown

Adoption
of necessity
is grand
and good
and wonderful
as you are
and should
be

dont gag
on indifference
on uncaring
on misunderstanding
enjoy that second
the glance
that moment
the dance

 

[sigh]

glance the dance of serendipity
to music sublime

feel yourself
touch
and shudder

there's a jazz man in my thoughts
no jizz
just jazz
and a man in my tub
with a cat watching from the windowsill

al jarreau, where are you?

 

[Debbie]

In a world with the mute button on:
No commotion
Hand signals and body language rule
No busy phone line signals
Thundering elephants are nothing but vibrations
No shouting
Stampeding snails leave slimy trails
Scoldings are full of finger shaking
Seagulls can't be heard squawking
The 'bird' is a cool gesture full of meaning
Up yours in the harshest of ways
Yet the tone of the fuck you is silent
Unspoken but the gesture full of meaning


SILENCE
Peace

For a moment block out the noise.
Don't hear what I mean.

It's different.
Listen. And breathe.
Then silently,
sigh.

Quiet but meaningful, no spoken thought yet a body enjoys a good sigh whatever the occasion.

Happy sigh.
Many sighs.
Catch your breath sigh.
Lonely sigh.
Gasping amazed sigh.
Deep sigh.
Mournful sigh.
Long sigh.
Exasperated sigh.
Loving sigh.
Grateful sigh.
Thank goodness sigh.
Angry sigh.
Orgasmic wonderous delight sigh.
Understanding sigh.
Disbelieving sigh.
Despair sigh.
No idea sigh.
So many sighs.
Some silent some not audible.

Sigh deep and enjoy every sigh you take in life.

Even if it is your last sigh.

 

[sigh]

silence
interruped
by chill november rains
dripping on my balcony and windows

icy sheen collecting
shivers course through me

i just want to stay inside


gobble up a festival
crown the cranberries king
why not
they're red
like blood
and congeal quite nicely when gelled

 

[lavender]

off-track

Where in the world is Dillinger?

 

[sudoenim]

Um, when in doubt leave the gun, bring the cannoli.

 

[Tea_Party]

Sometimes this feels like performance art.

Leave the king
The queen cometh

the purple princess
Hypersensitivity, hyperreality
Hype, hype, hype, hut

Time for thansgiving
Give thanks for the bird
In your life
Stuff it twice
Eat her all day
Gobble, gobble, gobble

 

[sigh]

the master of the thread is missing and we wonder what sort of thoughts he's thought as the octagons go wandering, to be bantered about by others while he's gone, seeking questions among the answers of our times

where to where?
who knows

gobble gobble
eat her all day long
(please)

 

[Dillinger]

Ah - the world trembles in disappearance
Missing, kissing, blissing?
Hyper indeed.
Indeed hyper.
Oh yow.

Hey - where's the chile?
And how did that dog get loose?

One wonders about these things.
Then goes insane.

Works for me.

 

[Gusty Wind]

[No message]

 

[Jimi]

Diana's golden fruit lures Public Enemy back....
to rap with all us Denizens of Darkness, as we
Banter away, in an Eightsome Reel of conversation.

 

[Gusty Wind]

[No message]

 

[Debbie]

To some this thread makes no sense
Yet to me my nonsense is gathered
And blathered from a seemingly nonsensical mind
The written word you now see and read
Blitherings and blatherings
Constant brain chatter
Words, more words, rambling, sentences running together
Free, unfettered, set free on the net to fly, to soar, to dive
and perhaps bomb but free nonetheless.


A choatic mind unscrambles the shambles and posts in a sane manner. Yet deep down there seems no normality in this mind.

Amble, scramble, gamble, shamble, disable, enable, preamble, disassemble.

Seemingly meaningless words strung together can mean nothing or speak volumes. Tune in your ears and hear what I do not say.

 

[Gusty Wind]

[No message]

 

[sigh]

you and i together fused
hip to hip
breast to breast
tongue to tongue

frozen tongue on a steel bridge
stuck as the chill winds blow
and a barge rumbles beneath my feet
breaking ice floes
as it churns its wake to froth

steam whistle splits the air
like a shriek
of pain
and i scream
my answer

but only a small bird answers
yet carries no pity

flightless
sightless
stinging all around

 

[Gusty Wind]

[No message]

 

[gman23]

“Rev Rin Ur, Od Segs, Lacy Ops” Ceric intoned, in strange tongue as fire crackled and the scent of lavender filled the room. The resins of fatitude clawed grimouriously, intoning their baleful lament. But his ears remained sealed, as hounds and wraith wolves Gathered before the fallen arch of Baal. Sly pacos in much restrain, noodled figuratively around the circle of stones. Duncan once again animate, re circulated the environs and swerved,
beyond the pale of louts and crab-dishy home- supply, Sally C, plump, Hosey and Lacy La, dreamlike toward the morning star, Venus, rising first, though much foreshortened.
Like the cornflakes in days of yore, the clowns having already been sent in and dismissed with their pungent tears, smokey like so many sons of yesteryear, blimps exploding, zeppelinic humana tribes, paeans to analog soliloquy and the grim fire of resolute falderal. Soys’ R Us the barker called, a vegan carnavalesque, gargantuan in Rabelaisian pantagrual, like blooms day before, in Fellinistic Doses. Yo’s, and an Able puller to Peel open, A bull repels, together again for the first time. A glimpse of Peen pole eluesinian in prescient regalement as a parent’s hope lays drown on the Italian coast, The fires of Chai Ta dreaming him closer, yet so far from avalon. Can you hear me? Doctors delight in white light- heat and star Brite? What shall I see tonight? Pehaps a fair Tijlue?.Gone from the coil. The cold dank breath of life returning, a rude awaking? A slap it the face as the memories rush, reality settle, a sharp bite south of the equator, tubes and dials and pain o my, landing like a house in painful black and white on the backs of Graymalkin. Weird sisters, Hecate bold and Erisian, rolling apples, freaks wearing slips, jar not these ghosts of Limuli whose breath I have squandered, Ace hub, Sans a card, Flesh of Dali li, a flower plucked.
Replay a reply ripely repelent to regal restraint. The smell of disinfectant and death hanging like a grape before the Tantalus, a gooey sword of Damocles thankfully dollied back . . . faded to black . . .

 

[gypsywitch]

 

[Dillinger]

Dream smiles of
Flightless icy doctors
Fighting warriors from frozen Avalon.

Toothpick you say?

 

[Debbie]

diligent dicks
devine dicks
diverse dicks
dependable dicks


Come one, come all, dicks are useful.

If your dick is a fine prick be proud but if you're a prick of a dick, don't be so slick, instead give yourself a swift kick in the rear and
be better next year.