plascadama
goi mey so so apa.

Gagag so so gag-ama .

so veddy soso so veddy soso.
lestmei uwuw, utut, uwuw, utut...sai opei...ledmeow
tra vava tra vava sobaba.
lelesodamei.
ohlendor.......
liv len sodai.

camo mal sea-ablow.
meeapa, ohoh, uwuw.
Huuh na seacray fu.

vu apaboba...................Oakrin! :0
al'ka verdy, sovey mo sawasiappui!
-Aaron Held

"veddy veddy nyoice Yes I wanna soda 2 My dress is the same Army issue Meeping is good Sawwing on the Mississippi Beggin your pardon Yoyr foot is on that cat. ."-Zete Purongge

Sontada zu! Sontada zu!
Enyist getacakah vu... Getgata vu...
Enyist gatavata zenny zu, Venny aba'zuul!
Sebbyest gata-gata eny zu, Saibai ama'nool!
Sontada zu! Sontada zu!

Revaloy abba kaibai abba zu!
saibai ama'nool!
Re-Veh-loy-SAAA! REV Lai LO sigh...
Enyist cata-gata! App-abb-atitat!
sainoi sovaylo nun,
sainoi sovaylo sun,
sainoi sovaylo satra zooe-aah!
Heyyyma!
So---bra---kamino!.
..SAI! So-So!
kamenai!
Saibra!
Sobra enno sobra enno saima!
Revolo sake no manama,
saianima oso saibay noso,
cata gahanima! saivo sutefre' aIa lonebei
......aIa lonebei...sosasa fra catalowe.

Sontada zu! Sontada zu!
Enyist juchu soe su,
Enyist I know apai tu!
Enyist Ida sata omme lo cabreata...
ZO ZUUWAAH! AH!
Sontada zu! Sontada zu!

Sai....
Sai gatta gatta goo!
Gatta gatta goo!
SAI....
Sai gatta gatta goo!

gatta GOO!

SAI AWAHOH!

NANOE ZU!

-Aaron

In the Abbey

Caramel geckos slink the wall

animals of neglect

they dodge the plaques

they are galvanized

into our dreams

they are small

as a nano

as

cute

as pie

my eye

[where
little monuments
hide beneath
the
assurance
of
your
hats]

Jauntily
Blossoms

In Your
Light.

-Zete Purongge

seagull and the french horn.

Stride threw the ear, whizzing sensations in the canal, the brain pumps OH baby it screams YOUISMS, can't control tomorrows call, the brain has stopping working bullets sprint pretty rainbows. Nobodies calling they comethcomers can't call you nothing...sorry bodies that rose but didn't submerge i came to the top but then I hit the rock bottom, something spring sing the opera house, cleaning sales the back room vacuum is sealing the bulkhead, seas vibrant denial..housing Me's and you'd the stable holds the mules...mounts menu...see right through the blouse, catch the glimpse of the nevermore, ceiling time the dope dazzled ramblers, steering time with a muzzled beak. the hearing waits for the fish, can i arrive before my principles are filled, water overboard, now the time to realize your own faults, the rip-pit rapids, rampage in your nails. rails the glass-strophic effect shatter bones, the main nights failed to read in the dark, coaster binges the pale peeledpelledyakkingyackinga nun.

By: Aaron Held

I like this one....
I like the ®title...
.the title is very good one..
..it goes know §where....
it is fishy...it
§smells fishy....
it rocks...
its pouring‰ with rain.....its'blousey....
it fixes on fenceposts
....the seagull i mean
....not the french ‡horn
....old french films please me
.... in ♥the morning....
large mornings are best
.... this is when ±we cooperate
..... when its playing on the tv
....the ♣old french film
....i recognise her back these days
..... anorexic
..... Huddle¶ little sparrows in my barn¿

®

By Zete Purongge

Invalid ring

Pour knuckles down,
the wind sock is purring,
can the screech owl, attack the navel.
with his peeking tom mentality.
streets filed down to a solid number.
telling her the secret nature.
The night time rings,
the nest waddles, the giver gabs away.
dandelions that sing,
saddled up and the windows is cleansed.
how are you?
I am sinking...it drips.
now let us dance to the sawdust.

-Aaron Held

Im engaged with the butcher
His blood on the floor
The sawdust in my hair
He was bold enough to bone
The old cow, now dead as a nail
In the night the flight of owls
Hit the window screaming
This is a feather bed
Made wisely.

-Zete Purongge

Aaron Held

UNUNU

Un-ran...
Now it's the delicious,
Sappy nomad,
Pink balloons in no mans land,
Now the honey is dripping.

I seek the yolk... but it finds me.
and the sugar blood oozes out the pen.
Keyboard typing melody...
The vibrating letters on the screen.
Say beneficial,
now it's to late.
I ocean the feelings with tight scaffolding.
It's definitely a dead end.
Snipping the hay... defined by the dark contrast.
Hard cure for your easy bones.
Now you can help him.
See the lotus form the cone head.
In and out of tubular swirls.
Hunger by the hugs, seeping hypnotized eye.
Now it calls, but muteness didn't allow.
Ink riddled sea stars.
Noon crickets and I saw something in the lens.
Pink all over my face...
The rag was bleeding.
and the sisters assumed,
There was a crow in the corn fields...Aaron Held

Zete Purongge

NUNUNU

Now the honey is dripping.
and the sugar blood oozes out the pen.
Pink all over my face...

Noon crickets and I saw something in the lens.
In and out of tubular swirls.
The vibrating letters on the screen.
Keyboard typing melody...
Un-ran... Pink balloons in no mans land,
Hard cure for your easy bones.
Now it's the delicious,

now it's to late.
I seek the yolk..in the street©. but it finds me.
I ocean the feelings with tight scaffolding

Say beneficial,.
See the lotus form the cone head.
It's definitely a dead end.
Snipping the hay... defined by the dark contrast.
Now you can help him.
.
Now it calls, but muteness didn't allow.
The rag was bleeding.
Ink riddled sea stars.
.and the sisters assumed,
There was a crow in the corn fields...Sappy nomadz,

Translated Madness

Sav losta fru solasta fru,

Sai sasta lasta fru solasta lasta fru.

Semme semme coalo su coalolo su semmy amalu saya amalu.

Cata data frack am man doo,

So lata dodo sue,

semmy semmy

asta koo, lastacasta nuu...

Julu javada same SA sova lA.

Sahaybeh hay so yestava...soi soi sava so soi.

Dai do dav dava da doi dai dai dai dada dava dai, doi!

Lavloi lava liva noi,

soi sava soi semm sen civvy civvy sen soi!

CrellistiVA AVA!

Sig sava so lee,

semyai solicky dava doi!

Sem sippy sava soloi,
so lov seI!

-Aaron Held

Translation:

I have lost my fruit salad
I saw it last Friday, now its'lost
Semi colons,semi armulets , I say armulets
Cat information is man shit
Extinct coffee
Semi Semi
A cold can last forever
Iceblocks are all the same in LA
I ate so much hay yesterday.....so, so much [with soy]
Im dying of the hay dough, the hay dough , hay dough
Bring me some avioli
Im dying....be civil to me
CROUSTINI.... God Help me!
A cigarette may help
It's making me colicky
I need to sip some vodka.

-Zete Purongge

LORn MoWeR or prehaps...

LORn MoWeR

I mean to capture you
Then release you
I will offer you round
Because I love you
Or perhaps it is the opposite
Perhaps I will abandon you
Perhaps you will confuse me
Every bewilderment will assay us
It will be the solution to our headspace
Conditional of capture
Bewilderment will be rifled in the bookleaves
I do not understand this
It traps my mind
Reversal is impossible
I am caught in your trap
You are court in mein TWOfold
The step into it is not easy
But bewilldering.

-Zete



I mean to bewildering.
But capture you
Then release it,
is not easy......

The step into you,
You are court in, you round
I will offer mein TWOfold

Because 'I" in your trap
I am caught.. I love you..
Reversal is it is the opposite

Or perhaps is impossible.

my mind, it traps you,
it abandons you, Perhaps I will...
I do not, will not confuse me
Perhaps you understand this

I do not, will assay us..
Every bewilderment be rifled in the bookleaves
Bewilderment will be the solution

to our headspace.

It will be...
Conditional of capture.

-Aaron

Slanted: in the OtheR diRection By Aaron Held and Zete Purongge

(You suck the marrow out of me........

...Peculating me from the inside...)

Pull me from my outer shell, force me in a box.

Now she talks slowly, lips moving like a ballerina...

Folded swan, rich cemetery lawns...The six legs pulling off the torso.
Feeding the wild hawks withered dust.

"I saw through a lens, underneath my pillow...."

I don't think so........You don't have to explain no more......her hearts a putrid honeycomb.

The same name becoming sentences.
Cursed with chalky breath.
Pinkish death coal.
Printed
.ON.

....STONE....

slanted in the OtheR diRection

i blow him
(from outside his namesake) He becomes a size bigger than ever before... rats
He seizes the Ringmasters' Cane-of -Control ...... Oh Lurker watch for the fall

Didnt you know of the topography
Of the wild swan and its' every dip and flip to the sediment

Of the Lotus bursting to show its brilliance


Yes, I know so........ its self obvious......there's a dripping sugar cane waiting to be harvested

Your name is ever on the plinth

Blessed by zephrs waft
Left in lace
ON

COLD GLASS

Call for... the wind....

Call for... the wind.... What if I...Blank stares across the swampland. Finally I was to stay glad...Well the first man trippin'. Winched out the catacomb, the honey dew drippin'. Screams across the band stand, water poured for many hours... Some did not say, or stay. They sat or stood, what was it...the small man did ask. Feeling the back of the naked necklace, feeding it to the dog whores. Sooner... he got it all right, Oh sooner... he came through.... Sooner... he came to see all the things he went through. All hes gotta reach for.... is someway to go... To many trails to follow, nectar sippin'to long. All that walks on by, strive for the moon. Call...f-or.. for-the... for... the wind, and then order the sun... to go away. 7:16 PM 2 Comments 1 Kudos Translate Powered by English Albanian Arabic Bulgarian Catalan Chinese Croatian Czech Danish Dutch Estonian Filipino Finnish French Galician German Greek Hebrew Hindi Hungarian Indonesian Italian Japanese Korean Latvian Lithuanian Maltese Norwegian Polish Portuguese Romanian Russian Serbian Slovak Slovenian Spanish Swedish Thai Turkish Ukrainian Vietnamese Print Edit Remove

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ZETE PURONGGE * ....... Zete Purongge

No!....Stay they cats combed in the final dripping Allplayed out or in or between those Reaching....spewing the nectarines down his skirtle The tires on his autocart are flatland mysteries Beyond his heaven lies a doggone fishead feature Trailed with seaweed he locks his jaw on a rock Horror is not issued justly...just issued.

safe to say your orange....

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

safe to say your orange.... Zoo, having kids. whitening....pathetically programs...trees. feel them on the knees/body gets that way. Whole tensions brushing, limbs, limp. yep...mhmm...waters running...yeah. oops. Whats alright? spit, wash your mouth out. Cut off the top. worst.............. Oo0oO0ooOh groans, and maples. Fishbowl christmas. through the ball. Balancing, getting, sucking. Weeell...weeell...all this stuff is done. Why bother...middle of the night. sick, week, old refrigerator mold. OH MY GOD I'm right here. Doves wanted it, waaay to simple. main booth. 9:11 PM 2 Comments 1 Kudos Translate Powered by English Albanian Arabic Bulgarian Catalan Chinese Croatian Czech Danish Dutch Estonian Filipino Finnish French Galician German Greek Hebrew Hindi Hungarian Indonesian Italian Japanese Korean Latvian Lithuanian Maltese Norwegian Polish Portuguese Romanian Russian Serbian Slovak Slovenian Spanish Swedish Thai Turkish Ukrainian Vietnamese Print Edit Remove

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ZETE PURONGGE * ....... Zete Purongge

safe to say your orange.... Zoo, Goat having kids. whitening...the trees .pathetically Pulled off programs..timber.trees.my.wood. is. bloodied. feel them on the knees/body gets that way. Wholenut blue wire tensions brushing the haircuts , limbs, limps. blimps. yep...mhmm...waters running...yeah.[good veranndahs] oops. Whats alright? Ashen guts swapping the daily news tame and orange spit, wash your mouth out of here Cut off the top. boerewurst.............. Oo0oO0ooOh groans, and maples. Fishbowl firechain christmas. through the looking ball. Balancing, getting, sucking. the wrecking ball Swing Weeell...weeell...all this stuff is done. Why bother with me?...middle of the night feast for the sick, weak, old refrigerator mold. between her fingers OH MY GOD I'm right here. Hawkes made it complicated Doves wanted it, waaay too simple.