Didn’t Have to Fall

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gray squares. gray. with great speed. great.

slow prayers. slow. with quick needs. quick.

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we found the tip of the mountain

and could hear it, hear it all

we found the knot in the fountain

and could heal our, heal our fall

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then 

you came to me, came down

you came to me came down

we didn’t have to call it, we didn’t have to call

you didn’t have to fall in

you didn’t have to fall

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i came to you, came down

then i came to you, came down

you know i didn’t have to fall in

i didn’t have to call it,

i didn’t have to call

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yellow bones. yellow. triangle. tri-hang.

lightning powered, light. blush and shower.

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we found the spine in the ladder

and could see it, see it all

we found the climb in the chapter

and stepped over the wall

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you came to me, came down

you came to me came down

we didn’t have to call it, we didn’t have to call

you didn’t have to fall in

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i came to you, came down

then i came to you, came down

i didn’t have to fall in,

i didn’t have to call

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TEN CENT POETRY

Written in Chapel Hill, NC

May 22, 2012

What Kind of Freedom? ********************************* Winter’s holding spring The darkest forces have done no good I’ve tucked away your wedding ring Our stripes are fading from the loom. * The neighbors are flooding in Forming into power lines Bubbling in ballot sheets I hope that love will win this time. * It’s a closed room with a closed door It’s a dark game, with the wrong score We file in line, we fight your wars But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for? * With the body comes the foot, with old trees come old roots We’re marching for the common good,  but your false laws we’ll not salute. * It’s a closed room with a closed door It’s a dark game, with the wrong score We file in line, we fund your wars But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for? * Baby come close to me,  I’ll wear your arm, I’ll your ring Their machines can’t clip our strings We’re not equal under the eagles wing. * It’s a closed room with a closed door It’s a dark game, with the wrong score We file in line, we fight your wars But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for? ~Ten Cent Poetry ********************************* Written in Asheville, NC May 9, 2012 after voting Against Amendment One May we honor those who have fought for us  by honoring equality for all. * Music video coming soon… 

What Kind of Freedom?

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Winter’s holding spring

The darkest forces have done no good

I’ve tucked away your wedding ring

Our stripes are fading from the loom.

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The neighbors are flooding in

Forming into power lines

Bubbling in ballot sheets

I hope that love will win this time.

*

It’s a closed room with a closed door

It’s a dark game, with the wrong score

We file in line, we fight your wars

But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for?

*

With the body comes the foot,

with old trees come old roots

We’re marching for the common good, 

but your false laws we’ll not salute.

*

It’s a closed room with a closed door

It’s a dark game, with the wrong score

We file in line, we fund your wars

But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for?

*

Baby come close to me, 

I’ll wear your arm, I’ll your ring

Their machines can’t clip our strings

We’re not equal under the eagles wing.

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It’s a closed room with a closed door

It’s a dark game, with the wrong score

We file in line, we fight your wars

But what kind of freedom have we been fighting for?

~Ten Cent Poetry

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Written in Asheville, NC

May 9, 2012 after voting Against Amendment One

May we honor those who have fought for us 

by honoring equality for all.

*

Music video coming soon… 

New Video. Enjoy! 

WAITING UP FOR YOU ~ TEN CENT POETRY

We’re waiting up for you

oil low in our lanterns

coffee and kahlua

a roll of film in the camera

Will you be here soon?

Cause we’re waiting up for you!

Laughter floods the moon. over an 

endless game of cards

as your vessel crosses the mark

that separates near from far

Will you be here soon?

Cause I’m waiting up for you!

I’ve saved all your letters from this fall

Carefully bound them together after tearing the envelopes apart

There’s a glowing tent pitched in my heart

And we’re waiting up for you

My foot sheds it’s shoe

broth warming in a pot

we’re exchanging family stories that we

may have other words forgotten

Will you be here soon?

Cause I’ll wait my whole life for you!

I’ve saved all your letters from this fall

Carefully bound them together after tearing the envelopes apart

There’s a glowing tent pitched in my heart

And we’re waiting up for you

We’re waiting up for you 

in this midnight circle

We’re waiting up for you 

the night draped in purple

We’re waiting up for you 

the cat’s on the table

We’re waiting up for you 

crickets singing from the gables

Will you be here soon?

Cause we’re waiting up for you!

Ten Cent Animation. “Dive off the ladder, bathe in the beams. Rewrite the chapter, set your ancestors spirits free.”   

Ten Cent Animation. “Dive off the ladder, bathe in the beams. Rewrite the chapter, set your ancestors spirits free.”   

Ten Cent Animation. “Rewrite the chapter.”

Ten Cent Animation. “Rewrite the chapter.”

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Ten Cent Animation. Hot on the table!

The animator illustrator hunchback pattywhack.

The animator illustrator hunchback pattywhack.

One afternoon = 3 seconds of animation.

One afternoon = 3 seconds of animation. At this rate I will average 10 cents an hour.

Storms a brewin.’ Drawings a skewing.’

I’ve started animation for the Ten Cent Orchestra video. Small white pages and ink. I’ll see you in the spring. 180 seconds of animation later.