Before it's late |
when you forget your lonelinesslike time spent and wastedin telephone booths there are birdsand screen doorsand watermelonsthat you eat wholeand you spit out the seedsthat hang in the air like smoke r... Posted by Johnny Q. Amish on Sat, 22 Sep 2007 08:38:00 PST |
If she could only see how sexy I am! |
When the libido of hopelessness
Finds you spending your hard earned US dollars
At the brothel of disillusioned Scandinavian maids
When you are unknown
To the avant-garde
When Jesus Christ and Abraham... Posted by Johnny Q. Amish on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 09:29:00 PST |
Airport |
airport of my indulgence
i arouse myself for sordid dreamsi shave my eyebrows and make spooky faces in the mirrori do this for 10 minutes, sometimes 15 minutesi ponder the eternal question: why am i s... Posted by Johnny Q. Amish on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 02:38:00 PST |
breaking blocks of ice with my head |
breaking blocks of ice with my headi don't like photographsi don't like songsthat make me rememberplaces i used to knowpeople i used to lovethis is the wayto avoid being crushed by melancholyback from... Posted by Johnny Q. Amish on Sat, 26 May 2007 11:34:00 PST |