fuck. |
and so it comes to that time of the morning again.too many days have passed now.and everything goes a little sideways.the stairwell has a definate curve to it.kind of bending both in and out respectiv...
Posted by The Ineffable Z on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 02:33:00 PST |
fourtwentyone |
For far too long now the empty streets called their name. Crawling out from whatever rock or bush they fell by, instincivly they know. The time has come.Now begins the slow listless wander through the...
Posted by The Ineffable Z on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 08:25:00 PST |
not today again. |
you know them days where everything goes to crap?where you cant remember much of the last few days? not because of intoxication, but cos youre SO DAMN HAGGARD.those days you fall off a bloody great fe...
Posted by The Ineffable Z on Thu, 24 May 2007 06:54:00 PST |
sleep. must. sleep. |
I sat upon the first spot i came to and there I stayed.
I saw the sky twist by and felt the earth turn around me.
I had walked it's empty forgotten streets and lurked in its forboding shadows, but now...
Posted by The Ineffable Z on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 04:43:00 PST |
Relative transgression and the objective vocabulary |
I havnt wrote for many a year now. i fear the diseased ramblings that bile forth from out the pen's end. typing is not so bad, it gives me less time to construct and constrew some form of illogical fa...
Posted by The Ineffable Z on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 09:32:00 PST |
VILETINES |
well here i am, the first to sully this vile day of pretentious, commercial affection that slithers its disgusting form toward us.The slaughter of millions of plants for one day of paperback, cut-out,...
Posted by The Ineffable Z on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 07:04:00 PST |
words |
Well childs, tis I from long ago, back like the infectious sore that you thought so predominantly dead untill the night of the prom.for shame.well i thought to spew forth once again the mind nuggets o...
Posted by The Ineffable Z on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 07:21:00 PST |
just a memory |
ever have one of those days where you see what you used to be so vividly? the ones where you stop and think: "my god...was that really me!?!"i dont know about anyone else but i fuckin hate that thing ...
Posted by The Ineffable Z on Sat, 18 Nov 2006 05:33:00 PST |
