Thursday, September 03, 2009

one word peaches and cream: stereo

cash on the dollar
your B&O be
bored and olding
saffron rocks
dillar dollar
casual Mensa
at the 45 rpm:
chow time!
twine time!
you love me
boy time!
supremely dissident,
we were
paisley animals
in a downtown
adolescence heaped
with pride & acne
& oxymoronic
filigree. these
are times
that sage
the entry,
build the storm.



Blogger Dee Martin said...

love the pairing of oxymoronic filigree. We were supremely arrogant back then :)

8:51 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

third time I have tried to leave a comment - hope you haven't actually gotten three LOL. Loved the pairing of oxymoronic filigree - arrogance abounds in youth but there is a fierce beauty to it. I love the photo too - 45s in the way back..

9:16 PM  
Blogger Teresa said...

love your peaches and cream, murat, much better than the licorice. ah for the days of the old stereo hi-fi and the 45s.

I think your best lines are "supremely dissident / we were / paisley animals / in a downtown / adolescence heaped / with pride & acne / & oxymoronic filigree." Ain't that so true, regardless if we were real rock stars or just "singin in the shower" wannabes!

11:12 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: I'll take one, I'll take three, I'll take the two that showed up. Arrogant? We were rock stars! Fierce beauty: yes.

5:57 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

T: Ah, we weren't no wannabes: we wuz all moving in bodies of rock stars, legends in our own minds - minds to build, minds of epic storm. You've got three of those finishing college as we speak, no?

5:59 AM  
Blogger anno said...

Nothing better than the boys at the record store, definitely times that sage the entry, build the storm; great moments, good times, every one.

1:53 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Anno: They wuz, wuzn't they?

2:14 PM  
Anonymous Teresa said...

so true, so true. they own the world at 21 and don't need no one to tell them nuffin' no how!

10:07 PM  

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