Mega. |
this is not poetry.and everywhere there are lights. headlights on the road.oncoming.streetlights rushing above me.lights from the t.v.lights from the bar.everyone twinkling.and i can't find a way to s...
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Sun, 25 May 2008 12:02:00 PST |
Eggs. |
Do you ever worry that, while you slept, a spider crept into your ear and laid eggs?I've had this worry on more than one occasion.
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 06:24:00 PST |
spit. |
i suck at this.
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 01:00:00 PST |
gurgle. |
i'm going to be better.
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 06:57:00 PST |
The Evolution of Dracula_tron |
The local Arts paper did an interview piece on me and the Dracula_tronalbum. It was included in two different versions of the weekender with two different pictures. I think she did a pretty...
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 06:51:00 PST |
in my gut. |
i want to ring my hands.over and over again.i want to scream.
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 08:01:00 PST |
A Strong Counter-Point to the Headphones. |
This past week has been exhausting, but really really productive.Let me break it down for you:1. After a number of freakouts, breakdowns and panic attacks, the DRACULA_TRON album is done and I'm very ...
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 08:24:00 PST |
The WRONGNESS et. all. (part 2) -- URA Fever |
So this is fun.I've lost a day of work and an anniversary dinner with the boyfriend because I have a slight fever, and it's making me miserable and tired. I absolutely hate AND dread being sick. It fo...
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 06:58:00 PST |
The WRONGNESS et. all. (pt. 1) |
A few nights ago I was lying in bed, watching The Golden Girls, attempting to fall asleep, when the strangest feeling washed over me. This wave of utter WRONGNESS hit me like a Semi, forcing me out of...
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 08:53:00 PST |
i am made of glass |
i am made of glassnot the airplane window kind of double paned glasswe're talking, grandma's 100 year old, sand blastedout of the ass of some mythical creature could break itby blinking too hard kind ...
Posted by 1985 A.B. on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 03:48:00 PST |
