JAR JAR ME SA BEESA or whatever |
Poem for you (the Sum of Now)I feel like rag dollrag tag totally takentaking it's tollyou know it's going gone from everything in sight and mindyou are some new eyed visionary china dollit's a tragedy...
Posted by Empty City on Fri, 17 Oct 2008 08:01:00 PST |
Dancing on the Highway |
Roy Orbison Would Have...If He Could HaveEvery part of dreamscan make believeit's us or themyou or methe ones that help us sinkor to separate ourselves from songI'm just lookingwell I amin fact decayi...
Posted by Empty City on Fri, 17 Oct 2008 05:32:00 PST |
Dreams: A Toofer |
Word's Don't Phase Us Anymore (Backwards)I can smell your metal (clothes) closegypsy shaking pixie dust loose like the leaves falling, clinging to my hairlooselylosthuffing baby breathtough, dilutedha...
Posted by Empty City on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 03:54:00 PST |
O Vultures feed on us and our decaying ventures! |
So I'm going to make The Isaac Richmond Sequential Bastard Tapes! I compiled like 6-7 pieces last night before bed. That's whatever. Should be fun. There is too much shit and badness in life not to us...
Posted by Empty City on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 08:35:00 PST |
The Itch (it is what it is) |
Like my ever changing thoughts might have predicted, I am bored. I am starting to do the Circa '96 thing and piecing together The Itch again. I might try to shoot this one on my own. I got alot of it ...
Posted by Empty City on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 10:15:00 PST |
The Prettiest Blue |
I guess Desolate Effort is resuming...all but slowly.I just mapped out the first 3 Circa '96 books. Genius stuff. I'd do more if it wasn't so late. It's not whole yet but it's something I can complete...
Posted by Empty City on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 10:53:00 PST |
Riding the Motion of the Eerrff |
Now No one will beFineSmile-Sunshineey Windy WhinesTickled toWhisper through wineto too stutter through my teeth.O' to all that's owedtwo tooTry. Smile SonSun-day is just another daythis is why....
Posted by Empty City on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 08:41:00 PST |
Mesmers Eyes |
Poor for the onlydime-longesttimeawkward dayshake at dawnsmoke a lovingbetterbutter smoothas jelly peanutbrotherbrittle snapjust like your backmetal rod rhinestone studded spinecontortstoo shortslonge...
Posted by Empty City on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 09:09:00 PST |
Everything is to Be Expected (And Youll Never be Completely Fooled) |
Everything is to Be Expected (And You'll Never be Completely Fooled)Cuz the old timer'sold ladywas a tarrot card readerup until she lost it allto her glamour, vanity, and a million too many mirrorsshe...
Posted by Empty City on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 09:13:00 PST |
My Ill Will |
Ill WillLittle graspingchildish grabsmorning grew into something awfuldidn't it?Why respondwhen we can just pretendwhy would II who can not flybut is squashed and smashedby your careless handO' though...
Posted by Empty City on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 06:45:00 PST |
