SNAKE PIT |
It was 1:21 in the
afternoon when I first began noticing the snakes moving beneath the dangling
tassels of my mothers couch. I was certain I was imagining them at first
after all, how could a fi...
Posted by on Thu, 21 May 2009 09:35:00 GMT |
Joshua Tree: my new short story. 1st three chapters. |
"Moveré el cielo y la tierra&" The horizon is moving- the sky is falling. Five hundred miles of sand and sadness between us and the Father- He awaits us at the end of this road, just beyond a writh...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Nov 2008 21:46:00 GMT |
poem x2 October 19 2008: "Synchronize Watches" and "Sky Captain" |
[synchronize watches] There comes a time in every man's life when the sun must set upon the infrastructure of a carefully constructed dynasty and rampaging bison trample the Great Wall that prote...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Oct 2008 03:55:00 GMT |
more old writings: Let Them Eat Shit (Volume 1), Suburban Grammar, |
"suburban grammar"lets you and i go off into the hills and drive fast until the tires screech past those signs and through those tunnels shining with the glitter of a cold west coast night swig wine o...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 20:11:00 GMT |
a short collection of new blister unit lyrics and random poetry from the summer of 2008. |
Random Poetry:"sad-eyed romantic" sad eyed romantic dreaming in junkie's terms always hoping this next one won't be the killer the one that clogs your mind veins and stops your heart from ski...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 08:57:00 GMT |
guts. spill ’em. |
I'm writing because I'm tired. I'm writing because I'm bored, and I'm writing because I'm frightened, practically electrified with the kind of fear a kid has for the dark or a fur seal has for a squad...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 17:25:00 GMT |
ideas: commerce-proof and free to the public! |
here are some pretty cool links to some pretty interesting stuff. have a read!
http://www.hermetic.com/crowley/libers/lib4.html - Aleister Crowley’s Magick Liber ABA
http://www.gutenberg.or...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 17:36:00 GMT |
purified by fire. |
melt me down and load me into the crucible.how much heat can a man take?what are my limits?can I surpass the failures and chasms of mind that crisscross the topography of my heart and my soul?if you c...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 13:52:00 GMT |
seventy-two hours ’til full-blown armageddon. |
there's a certain sensation creeping through my blood today, and it feels goddamned amazing. there's a world outside for the taking, and i want it. i don't want money. i don't want certainty. i want t...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 15:29:00 GMT |
letter home: defiance, ohio |
"Dear Friend, it is the new year, I'm eight hours away from home. Kids shoot fireworks from streetcorners and run before they explode. Lovers get drunk on the roof of an underground grocery store you ...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Nov 2007 17:38:00 GMT |
