New Layout. |
Some people have expressed their offence about my new layout. They say, "for some people, foot malformations are a harsh reality. You are mocking their pain, and that hurts me real real bad. You are a...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 11:25:00 GMT |
A New Song |
I wrote a really original song called "Don't Let Go". It's a grad ballad from the perspective of a 29 year old man who tries to relate to 16 year old girls. "I was 16 once...I remember how hard it was...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 14:46:00 GMT |
Limericks are Deeper than you Think |
These masterpieces may seem simple, but I'm sure if you dig deep enough, you can find ways that these poems can relate to and change your life. A bald, anorexic white pigeon couldn't quite get the las...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 09:56:00 GMT |
Leopard Slugs Mating |
Matins roll As eggwash fills The shallow indentations Of a tough pastry dough. Outside, I feel a sympathy For the hanging mass Of slime and thoughtless reproduction. The sounds of the RCA Telev...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 22:11:00 GMT |
Emotional Baggage |
I am emotional baggage;A cold, leather suitcasewith a paisley interior.Buy-one-get-one free.I am a dirty handbag. Wow. Pause. Wow.So, my first EP has been recorded and all the fine-tuning should be d...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Sep 2006 11:24:00 GMT |
Who's your Uncle Jesse? |
"Who is your Uncle Jesse?", It's a long, hard question, that we, as deeply emotional beings, need to answer. "What does this mean, Dorothy? You are just too deep for me, as usual." is ringing through ...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Sep 2006 11:53:00 GMT |
Renovations of a Soul |
Greed Lacquered floor: Stripping agents burn, But Solvents don't provide solutions. Duplicitous bannister. Expectations of security; Splinters in the unwarry hand. Unstable foundations. Abrasio...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Sep 2006 22:56:00 GMT |
Walking Towards Fort Street |
A room of Temples. A waft of hot air,Reeking of meditation.It hits my cold faceLike a balmy Havanna evening:Uncomfortable;Pleasant.Accompanied by Contented countenancesAnd clenched buttocks,These tar...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 23:06:00 GMT |
I let myself think today, and it was scary |
"Don't just sit there, think!", I woke up today with my mind screaming at me. So I sat up, and for the first time in a long time, I thought. It's really intense when you just let yourself think, you k...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 10:50:00 GMT |
Thinker, Dreamer, Lover |
Psalm of FluidsRuby lipped Eve bites.Apples flesh sliding downHer throat.Fragrant sin.A torrent of life and deathUnleashed.The conception.Ideas flow and are Destroyed.Fluids beget fluids.In conception...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 09:20:00 GMT |
