ThiCK |
Theres a firemans coat between the chicken stix, clobbling and waddling downward a hallway. The walls are crusted ketchup green. Flaky. The glue is mustard chips. The sticks st...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 09:08:00 PST |
sing it a la mary poppins(ish) |
I can't believe how much filth's in this world. don't you see don't you see. How you should go down the stairs. On your knees On your knees. won't you pleeeeeeease. Look to your fathe...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 08:29:00 PST |
Do you remember the floor? |
Frito buttons on the tylenol bottle
Crinkly and convex - with a perpendicular shadow poppet. Forget the frays in the underwear seam m'dear. I know. I know. 'Tis a tad sweaty.&n...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Mon, 23 Jun 2008 07:58:00 PST |
The Google |
this vitriol stains my new jacket - just purchased - to a yellow copperpotty splotch. 'Twas a fine deal I made at Dillards. I found the location via The Google. My, was my shoulder sore!&n...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Sun, 02 Mar 2008 11:02:00 PST |
body bag |
stucco and wax in my pajama
bottom
saggy brushes and a bindle of brine
salty
fizzy licks of crusties
lagging to the racer's burn
paper-clipped grocery bag
tied two-fold
napkin
elastic
SCRUFFY
falter l...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Fri, 04 Jan 2008 12:02:00 PST |
feebl-ocity |
so,
never listen to an earache
it does get a bit stinky in the belly button
maybe because it's not a real hole
vestige
SM@SH!!!...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:00:00 PST |
GooGooKaChoo |
the domestication of celebratory towel gatherings:
i didn't have enough cotton to weave a thread borne virus. Criminally attached to mitochondria - the vessel's crimped beneath the vassal's ador...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Sun, 28 May 2006 09:13:00 PST |
the new deal |
To whom it may concern, and it may concern you all:
EVAN Sm@sh is no longer "straight." Recently, after a long, overdue trip to manhattan, more specifically: Greenwich Villiage, I found m...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 07:11:00 PST |
RISK |
sugar cubes are not square. not even a "true" cube as the silicon hospital beside my kneecap would like to think so. What? the fumbled pharoah of gypsy proportions. Hooded matt...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Wed, 21 Dec 2005 01:41:00 PST |
fried potatoes |
"Glucose valiums for tonight."
'Don't forget the consequences'
"But why would those matter, Herb?"
'She never forgets. The potency. Or dare I say: LACK THEREOF'
"Whoa. Crossed the li...
Posted by evan SM@SH!!! on Sun, 18 Dec 2005 09:07:00 PST |
