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Crazy F***


Are you going to eat that crazy food?
May I please have some of it too?
Oh, I hope that it does not give you indigestion
This was once a true fantasy of mine
 
S*** is f****** bonkers
At the farmer's market
We drove the g** d*** Jeep
And there's no place to park it
 
What the f***? Cuss!
Check out that lazy dude
With all that crazy food
Handing ample samples
Out to non-customers!
 
F****** find that punk
If scheisse ever gets dire
Gosh dang! He's Superman!
Who the h***'s his supplier?
 
Rapunzel, Rapunzel
Let down your spaghetti!
Seriously though, he's packing
Chow like confetti
 
'Ready?'
 
S***! uh...
Allspice, amaranth, artichoke, acai
Banana, barley, basil, bay leaves, bok choi chai
Seitan pot pie, marbled rye
 
Bedhi'd black eyed peas, bing cherries
Chioggia beets, hold the meats, gooseberries
Cayenne chestnut, chia, coconut, custard
Dahlia dates, saffron, dijon mustard (You're flustered!)
 
Durian, curry, kale, kasava
Clove, eggplant, flax, demitasse, kava
Garlic, kumquat, lychee, oca root
Jalapeños, garbanzos, starfruit, snakefruit
 
Lavender, lime, karela, kohlrabi
Juniper, jak, wakame, wasabi
Papaya, papalo, marigold, mango
Oregano, sake, lemon, luo han guo
 
Kiwi, catnip, carolina reaper
Egusi, icaco, why can't this be cheaper?
Poppies, asparagus, queen anne's carrots
Broccoli, a gac, and that'll take care of us
 
You have more?
Wherefore dost thou obtain such crazy food
Thou crazy f***?
 
Collard greens, butter beans, vanilla
Pomegranate, pineapple, sarsaparilla
Rambutan, dragonfruit, tapioca
Atemoya, akebia, rose mocha
 
Amanita muscaria, chive, potatoes
Watercress, sprouts, quinoa, tomatoes
Parsley, sage, rosemary, wait...
Almost seems like this should be illegal
 
(Will these even fit in the vehicle?)
 
Watermelon, marijuana, rhubarb
Tamarind, tarragon, turnip, swiss chard
Blueberry, caraway, fennel, cacao
Boysenberry, cumin, cantaloupe (wow.)
 
Celery, sesame, yam, anise, zinnia
Kolas, granolas, marconas, gardenias
Lentil, cabbage, vital wheat gluten wiener
Ghost pepper, muenster, gewurztraminer
 
Apple, fig, pear, peach
Pine, hazel, walnut, beech
Spelt, millet, teff, taro
Shallot, ginger, maca, farro
 
Yarrow, kalendula, kombu, chlorella
Cilantro, pecan, citron, portobella
Pumpkin, radish, onion, rice
Ginkgo, olive, maple, ice
 
Thyme, strawberry
Papaya, cattail, sherry
Mulberry, plum, mimosa
Argyreia nervosa
 
Cucumbers, maypops, shamrocks
What's with the hemlocks?!
Bourbon apricot sour
Truffle, samphire flower
 
Squash, zucchini, macaroni, porcini, vermicelli
Avocados, pistachios, cinnamon, royal jelly
Persimmons, hemp hearts, green goddess
Celastrus paniculatus
Kombucha and oranges!
 
Cash only? Uh, nevermind
 
[JAPANESE, reversed]
Are you going to eat that disgusting food, really?
 



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2024.11.25.

Chrysanthemum





(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
 

(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
 

(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
 


2024.11.25.

Mr. Gershwin





In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 


2024.11.25.

In Vain





Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
 

I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
 

You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
 


2024.11.25.

Going even further (Reprise)





Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further