that funny feeling

that funny feeling you get
when control begins to fade
and you hold your breath without thinking
the outside world disappears
and the inside world
explodes into convulsing waves
pleasure builds and crashes

over and over
until quietly adrift

each breath chasing the next

the outside world returns

dance you bastard

and the sky lowered
like a great curtain
to reveal the eloborate design of my wayward destiny

dancing with muses
crashing through reason and circumstance

then it was over

like the last act of a shakespearean tragedy
nobody was left standing

and that nobody was me

from "sweet jimmy sings the blues"

words of others

good writers touch life often
mediocre ones run a hand over her now and then
bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies

ray bradbury - F451

familiar footsteps

Familiar footsteps

Walk into my evening
Across my heart
Through cherished memories
Familiar footsteps
Consume me

Everything happens for a reason

Happiness, heartbreak, intimacy, distance, forgiveness,

insight

Yesterday’s tears, today’s laughter and tomorrow’s dreams

Everything happens for a reason
Kiss me again

DISGRACE

Disgrace?

That’s my favorite flavour…
His eyes had that cold playful glint that spoke in terms of tomorrow’s vengeance and today’s indifference…unwavering penetrating purposeful

There would be no disgrace today

He spoke slowly
Jesus wouldn’t walk in your shoes right now friend

The word friend deliberate and steeped

A solemn sarcastic reminder that the worm had turned
Sides had been taken

It was only a matter of time
before the red door would be painted black

waiting

sweet jimmy swinghammer says:

all i'm waiting for is something worth waiting for

we all need something
something to drown the ache of nothing that eats us inside

addicted to wanting things doing stuff and having someone
desperate to consume and be consumed

i just want to get out of my skin for a while
and into yours

excerpted from the first published edition of -

"sweet jimmy don't know shit and other happy fables"

that's funny

i wanna b ur luv monkey baybee

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monkey man

let the bad man make you feel good
i'll rain kisses on your sweet mouth and steal your breath away
fill your body with shivers and dance inside you like a dirvish
hungry to do fevered things beneath your touch

monkey man monkey man
come down from that tree
spread my legs like wings of love
and make monkey love to me

savage moments and tender thoughts

from the first edition of -

sweet jimmy swinghammer's "touch me where" collection

sweet jimmy says:

no one ever gets away with anything
and a soul can only be sold once
even when the market is good

for always forever

recumbent
in the solace of your love
our kiss finds its way from wanting lips
to warm my soul
and my entire being is filled with desire

that moment becomes this moment
and becomes the only moment i've ever known
until there's nowhere i'd rather be
for always and forever

from "the sweetest jimmy swinghammer collection ever"

lip chap?

backasswords

in the scheme of grand things
a bush in the hand is worth two in the bird
and good things wait for those who come

however you shouldn't hear everything you believe

because the fan is going to hit the shit
when the i's are crossed and the t's are dotted
with fiends like you
who needs enemas

excerpt from "sweet jimmy jumbly - time"

weasles and perverts

people
staring back at me
through empty heads
and hollow eyes
singing songs of empathy
and excuses
for legless dancers
with no music
empty heads
and hollow eyes

give me now
or give me nothing
upon a silver platter
garnished with weasles and perverts
the pious and politicians
the forgotten and forgiven
in a never ending parade of ignorance
tastefully hidden from now
to give me nothing
upon a silver platter

from sweet jimmy swinghammer's "compendium of bliss"

you...so delicious...so beautiful...so you

i caught you smiling at me

like sunshine so bright

the way it should be

chasing away the darkest night

like a love song

without words

missing for so long

until i caught you smiling at me

stupid questions about clever things

what is time

little more than a plane of perception...a means to measure our existence - start to finish and every moment in between

a security blanket...predictable tangible torturous and limiting

what perceptual planes do we eliminate from our conscious experience when we accept that time is linear

the universe is not linear - why would time be linear

thanks for your time...go shopping or something

excerpted from "sweet jimmy's bedtime stories for silly monkeys"

fear

with a heart that i once feared had lost it's capacity for love...i have found in her eyes a woman i dared not even dream of...at a time when i had no idea what i was looking for but knew exactly how it should feel.

she completes me in ways i did not know were unfinished...ensconced in my heart...part of who i am...so suited to me yet so different too...every experience an adventure...some great some small...all cherished making my world a wealth of opportunity hope and opulesence

beyond fornication

a man wearing nothing but a cape
dances upon a moon beam

shit oozes from his mouth
as he tries to scream
and reality gazes at him in wonder
like a lost child watching his parents drown

there will be no tomorrow like today
aurora borealis never smelled like this
burning hair and cellophane
in a world without words

it all means something
and it all means nothing
because in the end
everyone's arsehole puckers

is honesty always the best policy?

sweet jimmy says:

attaboy...

come on everybody
put the pipe up to your lips
heat up the bowl

take a big hit of reality
and try not to choke on it...hack

ugh
leaves a bad taste



i return you now to your preconceived notions and beliefs

the only reality worth knowing rests on the other side of madness

jim swinghammer xxx

feel the love

idea pirates?

You do not want to “appropriate the architecture” of someone else’s idea

This was brought before the courts recently and I’m watching as the news gets ready to tell us whether there’s new math in the world of creativity

It’s the old “hey that was my idea”
Was not
Was too
Was not

Say the idea in question becomes a best selling book - and is suggested to become a highly anticipated movie starring tom hanks – my friends what if that idea goes Hollywood without your ass

“Hey that was my idea” becomes a pretty bitter pill

Lawyers smell money like jackals smell blood

I’d be surprised if the money hungry status seeking brutes we call lawyers don’t find a way to push this through

Then they can set their sights on precedent for the inspirations that lead to ideas – wait and see
litigation is like that

anyone who creates for profit or exploitation will be subject to this fiasco

dragged before the courts forced reveal meticulously documented, dated and fully notarized creative process progress as evidence - evidence, my friend, that demonstrates beyond the allegations being made that the idea in question is unquestionably original and completely uninspired by anything other than your own synapses

say you were inspired by a dog playing in the park with a toy it had stolen from a child who had been left unattended while mother was busy flirting with some guy who brings his daughter to the park all the time – let’s say that inspiration became an idea that became a published piece of work

wouldn’t you owe the dog’s owner, the child, the mother, that guy, his daughter, the manufacturer and retailer of the toy, not to mention, the city or municipality where that park is located – what’s more you’d owe your lawyer and all of their lawyers too

your character would be subject to a proverbial two fisted cavity search in an effort by the other side to demonstrate that you are the kind of low life indiscriminate shameless soul that would cull someone else’s idea and not remunerate those responsible for your success - an idea pirate

these people have rights - all they need are lawyers
ho ho sweet pants!!! We don’t want that do we…pure hysteria

wait a moment...let's not get carried away

It’s on the news now

nope...no deal...couldn’t make it stick
we needn't worry...not yet anyway

Still…they made a run at it…greedy rat bastards…full on…cost them 300 000 british pounds to defend these allegations – we’ll have to find out what it cost to wage such an attack – dollars spilling everywhere

jackals are always hungry
this kind of deal is delicious blood pudding for lawyers…

who…at the end of the day…

when the verdict comes down…

are often the only discernable winners – the well fed jackals in suits

no conspiracy here jack – just the facts
show me on the dolly where the fat man touched you

sweet jimmy swinghammer has left the building

the truth is not a fish you can catch

sweet jimmy swinghamer says:

we are doomed...

"like rats in a maze of fear..."

slaves to mendacity and hostile disinformation with little room in our heads for that jibberish we used to call truth

abandoned by faith and left to suckle from the barbed nipples of a brutal and deceptive society

make no mistake - once you've latched on to that unhappy bitch you'll never want for anything

except more

fuck em all...

don't make me come over there

your fiend,

sweetjimmyswinghammer xxx

dance

dance with the devil...the devil doesn't change
the devil changes you