help them as soon as you are able

if one were to say "asap" another one may feel obliged to respond immediately. as if RIGHT NOW (the RN) is the only moment possible. i believe it used to be a bit different if memory actually does in fact serve ( as opposed to RULE). the next moment possible to call someone would depend on who they were and why you would be calling. or if you were asked to help. you may want to help immediately (proper reaction if request is valid in its demands) or you may hesitate, making the moment when you could have helped as soon as able a historical nod.

there is a ghost at the end of the universe, goes asleep at thend.

he was her boy a junebug. one he had that without even having to try being so small it is hard it is.
it is ah= hard, HARD hard it is to try and so sofffft and tossed and slippery down it goes throughout one . especially one with a smile wider then you have eaten thus far.
you step out from under the sheet of rain.
it is cold night. long night. a night with nowhere to hide .
a protector a sane escape strategy they were both so needed.
the father of the clan, through the rotation of three, has transformed and through this transformation has passed seasons by.
created stagnation as the child. becoming his own parent. disassembling parent
no more parency the thing crys defiantly
a piss poor open mike in a trailer park by beerlight allbody all dressedup.
too choked up for a duet she elbows me and the stink of piss is all that is and it has overcome
come over.

more stuff i do instead of staring at wall or floor

FAMILY ON THE RUN UPDATE

BLUE SONG POME by Nathan Andrews 2012

songsungblueeveryoneknowsone.
TWENTY SONG YEARS PRIOR
YOU WOULD'VE BORROWED A CAT
DECORATED THE TREE
THEN WEPT REAL TEARS AT A WAWA UNDER THE FLOURESCENCES
YOUR TEARS CATCH THE LIGHT AND SEND RAINBOWS OF PITIFUL DESPERATE NATURE ALL PRISMATIC YOU WEEPING FACE COVERED IN TEAR DIAMOND
THAT SMILE IT RUINS EVERYTHING
NOTHING NOW KNEW OR OLD CAN OR COULD BE RIGHT
NAUGHT BUT THE NIGHT HAS TAKEN EVERYTHING only the big huge fucking night thats all
WITH IT TO ITS BED IN THE FIRMY MINT  abed sheetless and lumpy and fucked up and scary'
IT LAID DOWN WITH US playfully
WE SLEPT TOGETHER for once again and finally and quite restlessly actually
"STEAL EVERYTHING!" she tells me once
NOW THERE AIN'T SHIT LEFT TO TAKE
BARREN NOW IS HER TOUGH TOUCH and so is the nights
the only one left that reaches me now
time to time
i shy and shiver from
and all their (night and her) silence hath done made me dumb.

what can i say about being in this awesome band?

well, i guess it couldbe said that i had fun.

this song, in particular, was our favorite to play

but i guess it all depends on who you ask

or who is listening

or who the fuck ever,

we used to play alot at Phredo's Cafe in Bordentown.

we had some solid fans

more people came to see us then the dude from Interpol's brother's band, which was so self satisfyin we retired after such a feat.

" being hungry keeps you alert"

" art is stupid"

" depression builds character."

- hot white american

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