Psuedo-haikus and other shards of poetry |
The stars like firecrackers in the sky,exploding and pulsating with color expandingoutwards and crackling,loud explosions in my ears as I focus on them.The sound fizzles tonothing as I look away.But w... Posted by on Tue, 09 Feb 2010 22:23:00 GMT |
the junkyard of dreams and loss |
Laying down I start to sleep, but dreams are the wasteland of memories.I find a car part that looks like a tatoo gun, so I write your name over my appendix, because sometimes people lose a peice of th... Posted by on Sun, 07 Feb 2010 13:50:00 GMT |
frog philosophy, i think |
I keep nodding off and hearing conversations directed at me from people that aren't there and I go to reply and the sound of my own voice is so strange and uncomfortably close to my head that it wakes... Posted by on Thu, 12 Nov 2009 03:27:00 GMT |
Two Little Children |
Two little pumpkins grew in the garden together, amongst their friends.They looked at one another and they looked at their friends and they knew,that while they were lushly beautiful now eventually th... Posted by on Wed, 30 Sep 2009 04:09:00 GMT |
deffinative links |
here is a list of links to good webcomics/webcomic episodes. i picked the funniest ones i could find. some of you have already been linked to some of these by me in the past. some of them i hadnt f... Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 00:01:00 GMT |
possible slogans for my own brand of Blasto-Lax laxative for men |
Blasto-Lax: Make your mark! Blasto-Lax: Do Some Damage! Blasto-Lax: have a fairly regular day at the expense of others. Blasto-Lax; have a crrrrazy regular day and dont wipe too hard or wear w... Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 14:58:00 GMT |
A simple Story about a Cat and a Dog |
Simone was looking at her master, remembering when they used to walk through the feild together, and play. She missed those times so much. She missed the way things used to be. She m... Posted by on Mon, 29 May 2006 01:41:00 GMT |
a bird pecked my reality |
The Mem BugsThe whistling of the breaking sound barrier came from birds on a tree outside the window. A hissing memory of dead relatives was in the sunligh... Posted by on Sun, 19 Feb 2006 20:26:00 GMT |
im a baaaaad boy |
My life is rated PG-13.What is your life rated? Posted by on Sat, 21 May 2005 19:10:00 GMT |
John Steinbeck's "The Chrysanthemums" |
I figured the easiest way to get people to read this is to just bring it to them rather than ask them to go looking, so here it is.
The Chrysanthemums
... Posted by on Wed, 13 Apr 2005 17:54:00 GMT |