Deputy horse trainer |
i got off my horse.ate the ground up to the horse's neck.had a tummy ache and died in a timely fashion.longing for a horseless life, beat up a warden who knew a familiar retard.jommy.JOMMY.jommy rode ...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Jun 2009 10:42:00 GMT |
The Stranger on a Damned Staircase |
the stranger...on a damned staiecase..oh..,man are gods in ruin.walk so slow, you're almost sill..the child, the engine of mankind.the woman, the godess stricken with regret.standing still for million...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jun 2009 23:41:00 GMT |
spilled delicious suop. |
SPILT SOUP ..Fuck.tired.done with.struggle to get through.find the center.who will meditate?i meditate.frustration.it's behind in a blink.you don't get this?but you do.fifty 50.you ever let your love ...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Jan 2009 01:33:00 GMT |
Celestrial Wax |
The Hourglass is filled with mud
Broken glass to let the bleed
i've been praying for tragedy
celestrial wax to seal the breeze..
Sailings just like fire is..
wind is what it needs to breathe
You'l rol...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 01:56:00 GMT |
Grandmother of the upcoming apocolypse |
the grandmother of the oncoming apocolypse gave me a coloring book.
she instructed: "color within these lines"
i had no choice but to pass the book on to a hobo covered in the cleanest mud-puddle.
obl...
Posted by on Thu, 15 May 2008 16:46:00 GMT |
Growing outwards..(apartment 7’s ejected us into this) |
I remember lying down, drawing,listening to primus when i was 18 and having the world spill from the ceiling onto my back..and i needed a bass.. same story, i was moving around a lot and ended up in a...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 21:56:00 GMT |
jesus fish |
Kathy,30, went to hell today because of the darwin fish on the back of her sedan.a Mack truck stopped suddenly and she slammed into the cargo trailer taking out the top half of her shiny green sedan.S...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 11:27:00 GMT |
lap of light |
Even though my head's in the ground... still need a nap in the lap of light...
Lost count after a thousand stitches... pullin' 'em out but they just keep coming.
I just need to shed ...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 22:00:00 GMT |
cyanide style tin-type suicide |
Macy the old goat kicked back, making mud fly into the farmers eyes.
The farmer spit up spunk and covered macy with old moonshine, farmer felt he needs to tie macy up.
drag out an axe, not that ...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 21:57:00 GMT |
you are not misunderstood,you are not misunderstood... |
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you are not misunderstood...
you have your own channell...and people are picky in what they watch...or the comedy is above their heads...or the violence is just too much..or the episode is ...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 21:17:00 GMT |
