kanyoukansas |
hot mornings, the puppy awakens me with cries and tears to my sleeping bag and i sit on the porch with brooke all day long. plantng sunflower seeds.the usual st louis afternoons, its warm at nite and ...
Posted by on Sun, 17 May 2009 12:48:00 GMT |
car-nite-dog |
crawl into the carnival. swing, the exhausted trapeze.they take too long in the dirty shower,and sometimes the power goes out.i run along the freeway avoiding sight, leaving always avoiding shit.we al...
Posted by on Wed, 06 May 2009 19:39:00 GMT |
ithink iforgot how tothink |
it has come to my attention i rarely think unless provoked.i don't really understand the concept.i guess my mind is just occupied with the present moment.like,while i ate that sandwich, i was preoccup...
Posted by on Sat, 02 May 2009 15:30:00 GMT |
rant and worm |
some people are just idiots and thats just how it is.or others fall into line after they watched someone else.or they fall into a scene for a while and think they're so fucking god damn cool because t...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Apr 2009 08:10:00 GMT |
glamshorts. |
got to the mountain a few days ago.its been good.i left the heavy sorrow for the sunny days.but people are a little too happy at the gathering.and thats okay for them to be joyous but its overwhelming...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 10:18:00 GMT |
i just turned into an old lady. |
i look at their radiant faces and feel like an old lady. my skin rough, speckled and torn.the rocks broke the flesh.i look at my dirty hair, rotting teeth, brown stained hands and arms.feel the child ...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Apr 2009 11:31:00 GMT |
nashmashflashsour.way. |
it poured rain and lightning booms, the streets flooded so quickly.i could have danced naked in the rain with her but quickly shut down the thought.the flowering honeysuckle trees greeted our nostrils...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Apr 2009 15:25:00 GMT |
saints |
this scrap of flesh moves around, bristles, whistles slowly, into the dark house that creaks of old ghosts and wood.all the brick buildings, they say its the cityi have been hauntedand go to metal sho...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Apr 2009 12:16:00 GMT |
mizzzmaTchhhud |
some say the sun runs from the east to the west, i saw it from the window of a train engine,the florida winds and miami rays were delightful as the smoked fish we ate on the dock.continual movement ai...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 15:18:00 GMT |
i ne'er seen |
seventy degree ferry day to the other side.busk kids and face tatoos.royal street accordion hands and making money for the nites whiskey throats.i blacked out two times on the roof or at the bar.with ...
Posted by on Sat, 31 Jan 2009 16:37:00 GMT |
