Archive Fever #11
LIVING LIVING LIVING - poem by Tom Walker
LIVING LIVING LIVING
Tom Walker
Living living living living
Living living living living
Living for a night
Living for a day
Living for two months
Maybe two more years
Living all your life
Living with your wife
Living in the night
Living out of sight
Living underground
Living without sound
Living living living
Living high n' đry
Living the life you ought to lead
Living, with what you need
Living a revolutionary creed
Living, in word and deed
Living living living living
Living living living living
Living, in the disco
Living in the school
Living in Bosnia, Firenze, Solingen
Living in the bed
Living in the street
Living on the beat
Living beyond your means
Living in smithereens
Living with the boys
Living with the girls
Living with the kids
Living on the skids
Living in your imagination
Living in a memory
Living it all over again
Living and reliving
Living living living living
Living living living living
Living in anarchy
Living politically
Living specifically
Living practically
Living organized
Living energized
Living without disguise
Living in my eyes
Living in the trash
Living with some hash
Living battered, bruised
Living somewhat amused
Living in the wind
Living under the skin
Living red and black
Living in your knapsack
Living living living living
Living living living living
Living living living living
Living living lived
written for the evening, "Anarchy and Organization: Living For A Night,” Striese Cafe, Augsburg, Germany; May 27, 1993.