freebee

treatment
me
follow
thee
keep it real
gee
guess whose mean
not me
nor you
next me
be me
le be
understand thee
hold tight free
jumping jacks
me
free bee
jousting thee
live free
throw the bee
catch for free
little eye
cut
open trailer
be thee
free thee
help thee
be me
ain't this glee

backhand jelly pie

well the air is frosty where i go
gentle frost turns into snow
leave it at the border son
fly away to the Americas

Treat yourself with ambition
a place to think and ride
figure out the meaning
the backhand jelly pie

can you play me guitar rules
tender game of fellow blues
enrich the soul with paperback
be the one of a kind

the three above us
makes me wonder
how you must feel
the day we plundered

accept the reasoning for the love
that only she could give you
winter made of salt
tuesday came at fault

ages of cast iron gold
speaking of a mighty bold
enemies around your plank
chicken down the blank

find out if she's taught
injest the serpents venom caught
jupiter is lonely
but god, just like me

this ain't for free
this love can be
old man looks at me
i wonder what he sees

lord, let me be
one a church bell ring
no self esteem
grab hold of the saddle

let's get married
you and me
let it be
lord let it be

ciaoder

I was walking
downtown
feelin dandy
then i fell

down goes the man
fallen upon his feet
hear him stumble
can't get no relief

the ciaoder is a stew
the ciaoder is so good
the ciaoder makes me blush
clam ciaoder, what a rush

sitting in a fancy restaurant
drink Pabst blue ribbon
smoking sky walker
i see the pieces to the puzzle

back in gravity
micro organisms below my feet
twirl in the circle
twirl without compete

bob dylan heeds the cords
while my man Kerouac stumbles around
two dollars for Bukowski
25 cents for Archie, number 1

there's Keaton and Chaplin
Leadbelly too
nickles for a son
beatty misses his cue

oh the ciaoder is a stew
the ciaoder so good
the ciaoder makes me blush
clam ciaoder, what a rush

well, good night for now
darling on the train
i guess i'll never see you again
hell, what's to be with anyhow

whisper to ghosts

cattle driven horse flew
draft on the beaches
more on the noose
saddle up and take your ride

continental words of shame
come home to pain
no game here left to say
only left-right on a horses' mane

whisper to ghosts
whisper to ghosts
whisper to ghosts
oh lord

induct yourself in an area
let it fly, let it fly
spontaneous conduction
in my mind

hold tight on a leash
keep your hand on
oh lord, oh lord
keep your hand on, oh lord

whisper to ghosts
whisper to ghosts
whisper to ghosts
oh lord

one blind man say okay
two blind man say they play
three blind man ain't so blind
shake a hand, happy dismay

can you find yourself
in the way
on the way
just sit and play

whisper to ghosts
whisper to ghosts
whisper to ghosts

oh lord
please let us play

incognito

i wear my clothes
i wear them
they are close to my body
they are mine

how can i defend them
every thread in it's place
figure out the meaning
of denim media space

they try to figure out the social plan
wondering ever if this boy is down
lisp
just lisp the words out

a nightmare
of freedom
continues to play
joy in figure

a tear in your space
can you close it up now
judge those who shall be judged
is this meant to be free

count the words
the time
the space
the universe

ready when i get there
prepare
make stare
be there

be square
be hip
understand the whip
miracle
miracle whip

end transmission now.

priori

you awake from your shelter
follow the glow
put your make up on honey
this is one hell of a show

business or art
can i do both
he asked
i wrote a book once

long time ago
show me the decade
i'll let you know
no beats for me

only cornbread and nutella
product placement
at it's finest
make it subliminal why dontcha

we cater to the greats
a job well done
get those senators fat and succulent
waiting for their court case to come up

time flies by
when you dining on the taxes
zip up that fly
that hooker was not included

but no worries
there's bail
at the edge of our seat
let's hear more gossip

as you suck from the teat
what time is it sir
you don't have a watch?
the bell tolls

then it's time to go home.

cogito

weave a bow
cook a meal
market the territory
fear what you fear

drink champagne
smoke a cigar
the coffee here is good
even though this is a bar

no money for drinks
i'm pouring anyways
she stopped talking
that's when i listen

comb your hair
tuck your shirt in
hike a trail
glass menagerie

under the thumb
below the belt
green goes min
blue for the win

just a guess i wonder
free this and that
freedom too liberal
take a turn

pick your card
hand out cards
look into her eyes
love her

choose what you will
for choice is yours
i decline your options
until i cry

you know what it is
act fast and succumb
this turtle waits so patiently
a street bum

lets play a game; across

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

the first method man: is the clue

good luck
and
keep counting your cards

illuminatio

stationed in the citadel
there wanders a young man above boards
wandering through the gala alone
he figures out the wanted fresh
loneliness plagues him
step back to the glass
smile with a picture
envelope
at last

we live on this Earth
for our moments to listen
figure out the word
speak freely and listen
listen to listen
while you speak
the mind is an ocean
it's not too deep

enlightenment to some
such a mere game to most
player one has been settled
in 5 different points of view
33
is where i am
come and visit some time
when i'm wondering what next
give me a job
then fire me
then i'll start my own better business
then you can rehire me again
then i'll fire myself
and write til my left eye goes blind

and by blind I mean RA
and by RA you know what I mean
i'm learning such sorcery
to battle the slings and arrows
for you
this city
this town
this continent
find your way
i'll defend
just show me the way
i'll meet you, okay.

Gg

the Devil walks at Midnight

Walking with the devil
ain't something at night
feel the glow of his power
a tender taste of his might

he'll spit without warning
in the pale moonlight
he'll kiss you in the morning
be ashamed of his fright

The Devil walks at midnight
The Devil is free
The Devil, oh Lordy
The Devil in me

come daytime, he is hidden
in the loins of your wife
she lets him indoors,
to spread her light

he whispers in her ear
a dirty, traveling song
my baby he has taken too
he lit the coal on her bong

The Devil walks at midnight
The Devil is free
The Devil, oh Lordy
The Devil in me

get rid of this heathen
to cleanse your soul for good
you gotta shoot him point blank
while he's spilling all that crude

with a cock of the arrow
a clumsy piece of wood
you shot him, oh Lordy
down like a goddamn fool

The Devil walks at midnight
The Devil is free
The Devil, oh Lordy
The Devil in me

now you may think he's gone for good
taking shelter in the moon
but he sits on your doorstep baby
he sits so calm and cool

last train to Moncton
i'll be right behind you, son
wave to your brother
but he just ain't there, he's gone

(x2)
The Devil walks at midnight
The Devil is free
The Devil, oh Lordy
The Devil in me

Pray to Him, he'll get you there.

assimilating

kickin raps like a million

sorry for assimilating

bounce with the truck

jump up like what the fuck

oh wait there, 

mommy don't care

she been hittin the benzos

since the fourth of july

now a hustlers job is never done

i flew to Nice, bust a herb

lay down in the cockpit 

wondering if this is really Earth

the space time continuum 

has broken into thirds

the only number I see 

motherfuckin III III

i splatter the spit

she cries just a bit

now rhyme past the door

looking down at the flo'

you think he's heavy

got a ways to go

break on the door levy

sincerity's gone broke

wasteful time in argument

spy on your neighbour's lawn

i see a sign

break it down, for a dime

now I been growing up 

like NES

then I cried a bit

out came SNES

numbers, matter, subjective behaviour

objects in a mirror

hoping dread won't fear

these objects in a mirror

you see your body

your mind's still there

have a little bit of a party

let them hear

my gums bleed on the carpet

i'm spitting up blood

no time to rap

guerrillas in a trap

your baby she snorts

all that wasteful youth

you find a toilet

puke it out too

you're friends hand you medicine

a gentle pill, better than liquor and wine

cash for dine

make money mine

you're in school now

open your senses

i'm outta here

see you next year

just kiddin', i'll be here

happy birthday

magnet

Now I know it isn't much

but I wish your enjoyment

when you read the second time

could you answer me a question

how did I meet you

all the planets were aligned in orbit

maybe a satellite

or karma and good faith

you make me feel good

about being my self

I believe great things

if you can handle me, no doubt

i'll kiss your lips

play at the brain

touch you everywhere

that needs to be touched

I could scream on a mountain top

yell out all my good fortune

to those who don't get it

and to those who eventually will

I've helped myself for too long now

i'm ready as i'll ever be

can you coddle me on the pillow

tell me everything's alright

as i weep in the pillow

tears of joy and plain madness

you weep with me too

our love is our magnet

lather pitch

A new invention, Artificially Intelligent soap, that scrapes off more than it lathers. An evil empire hoping to market the one thing that we take for granted, cleanliness.

A writer and his family settle down in a tiny town in the outskirts of New York City. After having difficulties writing, his wife suggests that he get a job, something consistent and more finance driven. After a slew of interviews, he finds a job that suits him, a writing position from a laboratory located in New York. Pretty much accepting the job right away, and without much information, he is driven to home and to work everyday. Until he's seen too much. enough to send major players of the lab, the shareholders in denial. The product, soap. Artificially Intelligent soap that guides itself over the consumer’s body and rinses them clean. The test trials seem well, until a young boy is reduced into smoldering flesh in front of a room of lab technicians and investors. However, the company decides to sell the soap and hide the deadly effects from the public until its shareholders are satisfied, since the lab's previous owners suffered brutal losses in the markets. The only witness bold enough to make a difference is our writer. He's seen the truth and a jury tries to stop his will to provide reality to the consumers before it's too late. Once the product has been marketed, everything seems fine until people, and their skin cells, begin to turn to gelatin as if they were living, breathing, skinned consumers. How far will the company go to pay off its mistakes? Is money more important than life? The writer is determined to save his family and help those in need. But, it may already be too late.

you are more

I find this impossible

follow your way and lead a better life

take the shortcut and speak more of it

the last days are there when they wander

and all i can do is lock the door

memory, immediately memorize

the news the book the page

the man who made the news

have you spoken of him?

lets walk back to the center now

the joyless moments of melancholy

you can't sleep well

you're tired

run back home and reproach forgiveness

waiting for those moments when peaches mean love

raw, medium, all at work

figure it out

just play around

learn and study

think more, believe more

find more

live more

be more

hyperdrive

The term of endearment comes natural to some

the terms of love

the terms of wanting

the love, the want, the thought

they think and we drive

wonder what they think about the entirety of eternity

Agast! you wonder what we think

we can wonder together

looking at the stars

together

i love it and i love you

it's just how i say it

i can't show it much. 

but i'll be there.

it always means more when someone is there

live a life of fantasy

of love and denial

now you must bear a child!?

coils

Coils
Tesla coils
running the way they should
wondering at night how your teenagers are
its past midnight and they run muck in the street

past midnight
hyphening gas out of the machine
they breath it in
what can you do next?
let it be and wonder why it is
wondering
aching
you just have to know.

you wonder why the momentum is growing
build it up
break it down
built it up again
continue in ways you cannot imagine
speak the truth
wonder why?
live at last
frown upon and speak wonders no matter what
the church is glowing
he picks his nose
it glows

find yourself in an alley way
somewhere, drunk and able
can you wait til dawn
wonder why
i
know
what is your goal
huh?

blood

snort your own blood
it'll take you higher than you ever imagined
it would stick to your nostril hairs
and clog up the arteries up there
your nose would be frozen
you'd try to sneeze but it's still blood
you try a bandaid
that doesn't work
a que-tip
nothing
so you snort more blood
and your mother tells you to stop with a knife in her hand

but you just can't
the blood fills you up and you need it

your nose falls out, mummy was right

she got some glue and tried to glue it back to your face
its horse foot glue
and you sniff that too
now all you can breath is blood and glue

disgusting
and you shit your pants
and fall asleep

every word

this matters.
it does because i'm telling you this
you don't have to believe me
hell, I rather if you didn't
but it's all true
every word.
i promise.

i walked down the avenue today
and saw a man with some bread feeding a pigeon
the pigeon kept eating and the man had infinite bread
and the bird got bigger and bigger and stuffed
then when the bird could not walk any longer
the man picked him up and brought him home
"dinner for weeks," he yelled at his wife.
she looked at that bird and asked,
"did you feed it the same thing you fed me?"

in the coffeeshop somewhere
a man talks about his father
but he calls the man "fratello"
this angers the father and his eyes wander
a gaze on a young girl near the fence
the father looks at the man,  his son, and asks "what is she?"
the son looks in his father's eyes
then looks at the bulge under her belt
the son shrugs and says "grande fratello"

in a back alley a hooker is giving a blowjob
to a man dressed in an Armani suit
the capital A
he's about to lighten his load
when he tells the hooker, "i don't have cash"
she spits in his face and pushes him to the ground
her heel in his testicles
she stomps them and leaves
the man raises his head and asks,
"hey can you do that again, please?"


stories distinctly Gg

amount

The limited amount of time in a Starbucks somewhere

shitting my pants and drinking dark coffee

i don't know what to believe in anymore

eyes open, pants down, overnight

bring the panic attacks

i don't have any, can't believe it either

this poem is over

but it's only just begun.

imagination

the lather on the motion of the lie
the lie is in the matter of the eye
the laugh around the moment's touch
makes me grasp at a motion crutch

aspects of the wondereye
speaks wisdom in the wonder blind
live moments of a fervor
wondering it no matter what

intro to the only kind
you want to have her in your mind
lips squeeze a lonely heart
the makeup leaves a humble mark

light and day open the truck
laying on a soldier bright
leading ways to make a star
keep on what we know is ours

up and down and sideways til one
whisper moments down the barrel of a gun
think fast, appear, polytechnics for the year
school of motion, school so fast

open up the river flash
lint and dew and fevers
imagine in moment
what imagination can do

cheese

did you read the newspaper today you fiend
i bet you didn't hahahaha
steady yet proud
at last in the moment
speak with pleasure
dine in disgust
wonder what happened to things to believe in
ring a ding ding
you caught the mouse
in his trap
enter reality
the mouse is you
you talk to yourself in your sleep
you sneeze cheddar and you wonder what next
feel it
be it
for now, you are
one of us
the mousepack
the troupedors
the wanderers
speak into sections of your mind
laugh about it
make yourself find a reality
throw it away you make shift man
decide
or
forever hold your peace.

romance

what's romance nowadays?

going to the bar and drinking with your wife

it gets old

you're getting fat

and bald

and your throat hurts from cigarettes

it doesn't really matter though

there's only two ways we can go

up and down

below and above

neutral maybe

i only wake up in the morning

15 coffees later

I need  a drink

just one

loosen me up

then two

makes you smile

then three

there isn't a third because I left the bar

by myself

come talk to me

give me your number without speaking

i'll light the candles

bring you some wine

we can cuddle or go out

i know this really nice restaurant

whether it is Indian, Asian Fusion, German or Dutch

we'll have enough fun

I'll dress up

slick my hair

forget about our worries 

it's like looking in the mirror

i'm awake for that, how we play

decisions decisions on a Friday night

don't be afraid to speak

the code is "jumping jacks"

i'll know all about it

i'll show you a good time

not like that

but like that

something like that

let's be friends.

or something more

i'll even open the door

i love a warm floor

knock knock at the door

your floor

the door

floor door

i'll leave you wanting more

in one month

There was a lot of fun we had

lets keep it that way and enjoy ourselves on our own paths

you were good to me and i was young

looking over your shoulder

i couldn't win

you had the way

i'm finding mine 

we couldn't even be friends

i wanted you

i lusted

i didn't want to let you go

but you made your decision

and, rightly, so

the text was long

i read it 4 times

i'm not the one you need

i drank the wine, you scolded

you're in a better place

i hope you build a home 

we always had martinis

and a walk in the park

i can't give you what you want

the money, the ring, building a home

i just want to say one thing before your gone

one thing that is most important

you saved me.

you saved my soul.

i'll never be able to thank you enough

love, Gg