Sing and Dance
I'll Play For You Tonight
"were flintstones vitamins candy?"
i play my music loud enough
to freeze my CPU
and join a band, guitar in hand
to steal a chord or two.
fade to chorus )innuendo(
just a boy for my crescendo;
under water taken,
oxygen forsaken,
to see the ticker tape parade.
i change the key for many things
to make meet ends with what i've got.
a thought with many colored strings
but no two ends to make a knot.
i kindly asked for orange barney,
and you gave me purple fred,
i know you know i don't like grape
and that is why you're dead.
i think too much and blink so little
peripherally in the middle.
~ 11.13.06, J.m.L.
Ken: Enough! Fry, it is my duty to inform you that the fate of humanity, the fate of our race, indeed the fate of all that exists and ever will exist rests with you. You are the single most important person in the universe.
Fry: Oh, snap!
Ken: The time has come to discuss matters of the gravest importance.
Nibbler: Fry, do you remember some months ago when the Earth was attacked by flying brains?
Fry: Hmm. I remember the square-dancing stomachs. Although that might have been a Mylanta commercial. Wait! The brains! I do remember! But no one else does. They said I was crazy.
Ken: On the contrary. You remember because you were the only one immune to the Brains' mental attack.
Fry: Because I'm so smart?
Ken: Ha ha ha! Oh, my. Anyway, your immunity is due to the fact that you lack the delta brainwave. It's a genetic abnormality which resulted when you went back in time and performed certain actions which made you your own grandfather.
Fry: I did do the nasty in the past-y!
Nibbler: Verily. And that past nastification is what shields you from the brains. You are the last hope of the universe.
Fry: So I really am important? How I feel when I'm drunk is correct?
Ken: Yes. Except the Dave Matthews Band doesn't rock.
------------------------------------------------------- Andrew: There's a handful of normal kid things I kind of missed.
Sam: There's a handful of normal kid things I kinda wish I could miss.
Andrew: You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn't really your home any more. All of a sudden, even though you have some place where you put your shit that idea of home is gone.
Sam: I still feel at home in my house.
Andrew: You'll see one day when you move out. Just sorta happens one day and it's gone. You feel like you can never get it back. It's like you feel homesick for a place that doesn't even exist. Maybe it's like this rite of passage, you know? You won't ever have that feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself. You know, for ..your kids. For the family you start. It's like a cycle or something. I don't know. But I miss the idea of it, you know? Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people that miss the same imaginary place.
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life is never what is used to be
and it's rarely what it is.
we look back with nostalgic eyes
and fail to see or recognize
the present times for what they are.
in retrospect we lose the here and now.
in looking back we trip and fall.
and although future errors are foregone by past mistakes
at what price do we correct the unmade failures of future days.
~ j.m.l, 2.12.06
"I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to. " ~ Donnie Darko
Flames
flames raise high beneath my feet
as my soles slam on the pavement.
i rip the road signs from the street
and break free from enslavement.
my chest grows tight with every breath;
so much strain to draw in air.
my muscles ache, my hope near death,
then by my side i see you there.
i raise my head and smile wide
and clench your hand in mine
and now i'll run, no longer hide,
no longer self-declined.
~ J.m.L. 3.20.06