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Haiku D'etat

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About Me

I'm a Peace-Loving, God-Fearing man of the people.

My Interests

If you really care, Ask me in person. I'm always down for some good conversation.

Music:

Rock and/or Roll

Movies:

Brick, Super Troopers, Miami Vice, Pulp Fiction

Books:

Tonight your body shook, hurling your nightmares back to Cambodia.Your nightgown wisped off into Ursula Minor.I was left here on earth feeling alone, paranoid about the Rapture.Tonight I think it is safe to say we drank too much. Must I apologize for the volume in my slobber? Must I apologize for the best dance moves ever? No.Booze is my tuition to clown college.I swung at your purse. It was staring at me.We swerved home on black laughter. bleeding from forgettable boxing.I asked you to sleep in the shape of a trench so that I might know shelter.I drew the word surrender in the mist of your breath, waving a white sheet around your body.‘Dear, in the morning let me put on your make-up for you. I’ll be loading your gems with mascara then I’ll tell you the truth…’I watched black ropes and tears ramble down your face.Lady war paint.A squad of tiny men rappels down those snaking lines and you say; “Thank you for releasing all those fuckers from my life.”You have a daily pill case. There are no pills inside. It holds the ashes of people who died…the moment they saw you.The cinema we built was to play the greats but we could never afford the power so in the dark cinema you painted pictures of Kurosawa.I just stared at you like Orson Welles, getting fat off your style.You are a movie that keeps exploding. You are Dante’s fireplace.We were so broke, I’d pour tap water into your mouth, burp against your lips so you could have champagne.You love champagne.Sparring in the candlelight.Listen— the mathematical equivalent of a woman’s beauty is directly relational to the amount or degree other women hate her.You, dear, are one hated bitch.Your boots are a soundtrack to adultery. Thank God your feet fall in the rhythm of loyalty.If this kills me, slice me julienne uncurl my veins and fashion yourself a noose so I can hold you once more.- Derrick Brown. (Born in the Year of the Butterfly Knife.)

My Blog

My belief in God

Shaky at best.  It seems like when my life is cheery and good, I can feel god's presence in me.  When something goes wrong, I feel like God has abandoned me, or that there never really was a...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 08:08:00 PST

Testosterphone

Speak softly dear, as my fingers dance across you like the fingers of well paid geisha for American businessmen.  Wisper to me all the secrets I told you while we were alone.  Your voice is ...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 11:07:00 PST

Lets tell some good lies, then like, get into a bitch fight.

I find you touching in the same way the cold ocean is touching to sailors on a sinking ship.  "Lets not lie", I think to myself as your arms unfold to envelop me like the sea.  My our chance...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 12:27:00 PST

Paranoia for fun: A story of boredom.

No light spills through this veil of glass.  The drapery is of the cheap, truck stop variety; slotted wooden blinds with a tacky, plastic-handle drawstring.  A step above vinyl but far from ...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 04:06:00 PST

City like a Vampire

I wake up among the wreckage of the previous night.  The clutter matches my state of mind.  Fuck this.  I grab one of his cigarettes and walk out to the back porch.  This shitty ap...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 06:55:00 PST

Hate me Please.

The policy of "Diplmoacy when first meeting people" is failing me miserably.  No one hates me or loves me.  I will always be a neutral party if I continue trying to be nice.  I'm at a p...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 05:08:00 PST

Speechless...

So for a while I'm going to talk about how I need to shut the hell up.
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 06:18:00 PST

Imagine if you will.

So Things are pretty good.  My car runs like a champ, I'm a pretty happy guy, I've gotten into the habit of running on a daily basis, and I'm rich bitch.So When I have self confidence, I become a...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 05:25:00 PST

Welcome to my life (aka. I'll see you in hell)

Well, its official... I'm going to hell.  I mean, granted, bitching someone out is not an offense that would warrant a one way ticket to fire and brimstone.  But bitching them out so badly y...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 09:05:00 PST

The Most Upsetting

So I've just discovered that I'm slowly watching myself grow more and more cynical.  The harder I try to be optimistic, the more I find myself full of deep seated self-loathing.  More and mo...
Posted by Haiku D'etat on Mon, 28 May 2007 01:28:00 PST