“LET’S DO THE CONTINENTAL WALK.”

October 30, 2010, 10:57 PM

Giants lose, jobs found and lost simultaneously, good fortune lost in the sliding part of the fading moon, and still, “I thought you understood, what’s it going to take to win your love back?” Um, never mind all that.

If we look closer to the principle value of thee objective, perhaps the answer stands in the dark hallway and still, a STILL, a focused motion of water, translucent with crystal clear perception to thee bottom.

No thought or misunderstanding.

Lets be clear.

16 part dimensions of science, geometric value…if there is such a thing. I wonder. In these times of insurrection, trouble, and insecurity, do major leagues still throw Baseball games? Tonight seemed like a definite example of something, or some money sucker rube paradigm I was not aware of. But, in the long run, or at least the slow stride to the finish, my keen perception leads me down the road of guilty intrigue.

Why?

My hands smell like popcorn and all I can hear is the slow and unmasked sound of the alto sax. Oh for the Christi Christ of montage circulation lets let that sax make a song and for the peeling unrevealing altitude of your dear dead God. THANK YOU…

…Most of you…arrived late…Most of you…and I’m not saying all, but the majority took pool walks and danced in the bar without paying tabs…I HAVE…well…mostly. I have committed the same crimes of reputation that you have ALL committed…no terms of service allow me to retain full and undisclosed commitment to the people in which I trust…and to all you great and imaginative working class folks…I say…

“LET’S DO THE CONTINENTAL WALK.”
-HANK BALLARD AND THE MIDNIGHTERS

“WALK, WALK, WALK…”