hell hound, hell bound |
hovering through some bartequilla shots in my hand booze dripping hell houndin some burlesque bandstandi don't cover the water fronti strip it naked in drunken frenzies,white clouds of flittering fanc...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 02:05:00 PST |
dismorphic times... |
... those when what comes to your mess is too minded up to word into translation...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:43:00 PST |
old man... old me... |
sitting on a bench, out of sight of most passers by, under a wizened oaktree seats a wizened old man. aparently doing nothing he seats there peering upon emptiness... peering upon life... as i look a ...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:43:00 PST |
Dawn Turkey Jump! |
03.00 a.m. and i'm seasoning a turkey leg... dijon moustard, pepper, rosemary, garlic as all get out, onions and stout beer (it's not stout: it's a Guiness!)... i remember the last time i did this, an...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:39:00 PST |
my love seat seats only one... |
it used to seat two, when it used to seat you too... then, for a time, i wanted it should still seat two... but then i cleaned it up, i threw you out (you left me no choice...)... and then got comfort...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:38:00 PST |
safe deposit boxes |
what is strong? what do we let fall under the category of strong? i ask this out of having been so called a couple of times during my life... a strong box is strong by definition. and yet, if you leav...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:37:00 PST |
a new scar... |
i'm getting a new scar today. a stage gone by, a rite of passage... much like a wrinkle in my face, a lot like an actual scar... only willed, not done by hazard... but probably gotten with as much pai...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:36:00 PST |
this is Annie-One... |
... Annie-one was a little girl. Annie-one was Jack's sister. their parents weren't the same, they didn't look alike. they didn't live in the same house nor did they eat at the same table. but Annie-o...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:32:00 PST |
this is jack... |
... Jack is a small boy who used to stare at blank walls when the rest of the world seemed uninteresting. there, he'd picture all the things his life was short on. he'd picture colors when the days we...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:32:00 PST |
or is it 7/11? |
...instead of a drive-thru? maybe a should start closing outside businnes hours, and find out where that gets me?...
Posted by The BlackoutLaw Enforcer on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:24:00 PST |
