I recently found a little digital recorder that I used to record ideas/things with when I was about 15 or 16, ending probably at 17 years old.  There were over 50 recordings--I cut them down into a collage of 35 minutes.  It should've been longer but the audio converter created by RCA fucked me over by converting each song to half it's length unless I paid money.  So it's not completely what I intended.  Oh well.  
I choose to use this piece as a way of remembering my adolescence. They are awful and personal, awfully personal, and it's very likely only I enjoy them.  Bits of old friends, skateboards, pot smoking, and the angst I experienced amidst it all.  Chronologically out of order.  Once again, a lot is missing but oh well, maybe someday I'll have the money to buy my own recordings.  Enjoy.


Highschool

And the angels ask me to recall
The thrill of them all
Then I shall tell them I remember you

people eat
they drink wine
counting daisies all the time
midnights come 
so do i
like a sponge made of mind

in the heat i can reach a salty tiger made of vines
in my mind so to speak 
riding places evolve white  light

And the angels ask me to recall
The thrill of them all
Then I shall tell them I remember you

angels leap so do i
a thousand lillies in white light
wearing gowns
sound drew high 
and all went far away

then i slept without a word
just a snore for the unheard
came and went like an owl
now my grave is tossed like salad
went far away
to recall the thrill of it all

And the angels ask me to recall
The thrill of them all
Then I shall tell them I remember you


to recall the thrill of it all

Deepr (April 2015)

When the whistle blows I run from the living room to the kitchen, trying not to slip in my socks.  Room's all blue and white.  It is 4:48.  The lamp is kind of damp...oh yeah, it always is.  "Mine is takin' yours, is takin' hers, is takin' all."  

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