National Fried Chicken Day |
"It's National Fried Chicken day!" charlie said to no one really listening-while he walked down the street with a unicorn or a unihorn-he wasn't sure what they're called.Fred stood there with his face...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 14:14:00 GMT |
I don't think it's right... |
You don't give a damn if I stare at you face, I could tell you lies about my age and the color of my hair, or if I pushed you out the window- just like I done before, you scream so fuckin' loud,it jus...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jan 2006 04:28:00 GMT |
more of the same |
I cracked open the world-ripped the head off of God and shit down his neck-I stood in front of the firing-squad for awhile, but they decided not to shoot-it's cold out here-dry and hopeless-last night...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Dec 2005 19:31:00 GMT |
whats on my mind |
teeth rot-soul explodes-ass drips blood-brain on the floor in the corner,alone and frightened-cold and shivering-hot flashes-masterbating into the sheets-dog barking-razorblades smiling,calling-callin...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Dec 2005 18:55:00 GMT |
Memories |
the smphony plays in Johnnie's head till the wee hours of the morning-
he dreams in black and white and never locks the door-suicide is kept in the back of the c...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Nov 2005 15:06:00 GMT |
it's the little things that matter |
look for love-look for pain-the misguided destruction of truththe wisdom of reality- look
s you in the eye-punches you in the face-fucks your brains out a...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Nov 2005 03:32:00 GMT |
one more |
whores and diamonds and fishnet and blood dripping down the wall and bagpipes playing a bad rendition of " My Way" by Frank sinatra-and the toothless fag wanting to suck you off in the bathroom t...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Nov 2005 15:47:00 GMT |
My Brain |
My brian hurts-it's been working really hard,lately-
I took it out the other day and scrubbed it with Brillo- but that didn't even help- &n...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Nov 2005 14:15:00 GMT |
JUMP |
standing on the edge of a twenty story building-you can only look down- peer into your soulsee if you have the courage
; &nbs...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Nov 2005 13:57:00 GMT |
WORMS |
just before sunrise and right after death-I electrocute myself, so that the birds may speak and the unholy juice can find release-the answers come so swiftly now, that I can't ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Nov 2005 04:37:00 GMT |
