Hey All You Asshole Poets! Don't tell me you don't long for the heckling and danger of our back-in-the-day. We aren't done having our moment. Us Old New-Young-Turks still have some bite left in us. Let's push the kids aside and show them the meaning of Spoken Word. We should know, we invented it.
((Babar invented it, but they aren't on tribe.) ;-)

Let's start going to lame poetry readings and amuse ourselves start the heckling back up and tighten up this sad self-indulgent world and turn some heads with Poems created in the crossfire.

I am crazy and a genius and the Chameleon was my proving ground. As a crazed monster i itch to break into the poetry incubators and have a blood feast. Join me.

OR, we could get together and have a coctail party where we can be the crazy glittering artists we are. At my house we are wine and beer, no smoking, and I'd love to have you all over some time.

kenne

http://tribes.tribe.net/chameleonpoets