Does Whatever a Spider Can

oh! you spiders

oh! you little creatures that cause so much fear

oh! you symbols of evil and danger lying in wait

oh! you funny stories

oh! there is no one who actually is a spider

oh! you creations of the military/industrial/entertainment complex

oh! you modern mythological villains and heroes;
you are not pure anything, just frustrated and lonely and broken and confused

oh! you reflections of the present

oh! in every single one of you, there is a hidden message

oh! you are stories and stories and stories still

oh! you are stories that are supposed to be told

Does Whatever a Spider Can

And Then I Had to Tell You My Secret

Love love love

Love will break break break

Love will break break break

You wide open

Still

Love love love

Love is all All All

Love is all All All

All that matters

Screaming Chaos sings sad songs to the cold bright night while the A.I. continues,

“Read the Rising Wind lyrics:

When you’re sick, you’re lost

When you feel lonely

Your world is crumbling away

When you’re broken down

You are the world

Wake up, don’t cry

Love is all All – You can be able to

You won’t see the light and see the sun

That you’ve fallen for the wrong person

Love is all All – Not what you thought

Love is all All – I’m not able to

Love is all All – It’s not a lot

Love is all All – It’s not that which it is

Love is all Love – Not not perfect but not

Love is all All – Not not

Love is all All – I have not what you thought

Love is all All – I have no things at all

Love is all All – Not no things, nothings

Love is all Love – I’m not a perfect thing

Love is all All – I didn’t have the thing

Love is all Love – Is not not is not

Love is all All – It wasn’t all that bad

Love is all All – There is no need to rush.

And Then I Had to Tell You My Secret

Right On the Verge of Figuring Things Out

Who am i
   you’re an old man
   who am i
   you’re an old old man
   who am i
   you’re an old man
   who can’t find his friends

Who am i
   you’re a lost man
   i ask who am i
   you’re a lost lost man
   who am i
   you’re a wanderer
   with two, blind eyes

Open the door.
It’s me, the old man.

Please, come in, old man.
I beg you.
Enter, enter, old man.

The old man
is not there.
I have been waiting all day for him.

Enter!, I said.
There’s no one here.
I have waited all day for you.
Enter!, I said, I said.

I ask him for the key.
I begged him. Open the door.
It’s me. It’s me.
There’s no one here.
I have waited all day for you.
Enter! I ask for your key.

It’s in a box. Please, open it. “I beg you. Open the door.” It’s me. Please, enter. “There’s no one here. I have waited all day for you. Enter!” I ask for your key. It’s in a box. Please, open it. “I beg you. Open the door.” It’s me. Please, enter. “There’s no one here. I have waited all day for you. Enter!” I ask for your key. It’s in a box. Please, open it. “I beg you. Open the door.” It’s me. Please, enter. “There’s no one here. I have waited all day for you. Enter!”

Welcome to the world of the lost!

I remember everything I do!
I know everything I do! I
   don’t want to die! I
   want to live another day! I
   can never ever die! I
   want to live another day!
That’s – that’s just how I
am!

For now, I
   will tell you something I
   know.
I
   remember everything I
   do! I
   know everything I
   do! I
   don’t want to die! I
   want to live another day! I
   will never ever die! I
   want to live another day! That’s just how I
   am!

Please, let me live another day! Please, let me live another day!
Please, let me live another day! Please, let me live another day!
Please, let me live another day! Please, let me live another day!

For now,
I will tell you something I remember.
I remember everything I do!
I know everything I do!
I don’t want to die!
I want to live another day!
I can’t die!
I want to live another day!
That’s surely truly how I am!

Please, let me live another day! Please, let me live another day! Please, let me live another day!

Please,

Right On the Verge of Figuring Things Out

More than a Fight

we had stepped outside
having finished dinner
our bellies so full
from fresh scallops and rum

before we’d left
there’d been some commotion
a young woman had entered
distressed and talking
about a giant white horse
bearing down upon us

but we didn’t mind
and got up to leave
we were outside
having just finished dinner
our children at home
alone by themselves

i was tapping my phone
when i heard my wife gasp
and beg me to look
toward the eastern horizon

there, in the distance
advancing toward us
was a galloping horse
and behind it striding
at a steady, brisk pace
gargantuan people
clothed in antiquity
a tornado between them
a storm of destruction
they were the heavens
come to show us the way

as the maelstrom moved forward
my wife did not run
but instead calmly walked
into the storm front
she said, “i am ready”
she said, “i am nothing”
she said, “i am willing”
she cried and she waited
for whatever was coming

i stared for a minute
in complete disbelief
a feeling of loss
before the world turned dark

all some people yearn for
is a natural violence
but that type of ending
never gave me much comfort

More than a Fight

It’s a record

isyouisorisyouaint, Threats

Give it a listen:

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/threats/1455734714

https://open.spotify.com/album/2sppPsesMHSD92lKxKHFV9?si=qaeyvyk5RpGChfG0_gGjUA

https://play.google.com/store/music/album/Isyouisorisyouaint_Threats?id=Bnxvkmou5akaozemos2xw6hf4o4

Making this record is how I spent this cold, frozey winter. I hope it resonates with you.

It’s a record

Kansas City, come hear poems while drinking the best cocktails in town

Sunday, March 10th, 6-9pm

Swordfish Tom’s

210 W 19th Terrace, KC MO 64108

I’ll be sharing the podium with the inimitable Silvia Kofler.

https://www.facebook.com/events/the-speakeasy-presents-jason-preu-and-silvia-kofler/2340134616020879/

Kansas City, come hear poems while drinking the best cocktails in town