painting is very zen
if you are methodical
you are rewarded
if you are anal about dipping the brush
then hitting the side of the paint can
over and over and over
you almost have no drips
thens its steady hands time
dance close your edge
again the opposite way
again and you just might have it
muscle memory comes into play as with any repetitive activity
youd have to be an idiot not to become better at painting with practice
so i got that going for me now too

its funny to see the history in the paint
the history is in the edges and the lumps
the carpet catches a drip or two
time warp
as useless as shaving
very anti wabi sabi
that japanese art of decay
graceful decay
ornamental decay
thats why i left the window unpainted in the middle of yesterdays shed
to appease the gods of decay
who rum rampant in my body
swimming underwater sounds like a popcorn maker is going off
both shoulders and both knees
high pitched pops
bone rubbing on bone
bone released from bone
snap crackle pop

a creaky freak in the creek
gone from stud to weak
still willing to wreak
havoc on some deek
who has the audacity
to bother me
cant he see
im ornery?

get the above lyrics out to the thrash metal world
ill work on the hook