printing for prints sake |
only shook your hand six timesthen you called it quitsi guess this was just too tight for you to fit insang a song or twothen you threw the sounds out through the windowguess youre out of a tune that ...
Posted by raymond on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 02:00:00 PST |
yeah yeah honk that bobo |
many new friends. plentyof the old kind, people and drinks and whathave you. plenty of work and im smiling when i cant get my own tune out of my head. let you know soon what ki...
Posted by raymond on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 01:28:00 PST |
murder method |
the typing room is streamlined the editor sneers
too fucking small the writers grumble
openly praised for their optimal focus they sure as hell spend too much time studying one another devisin...
Posted by raymond on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 02:11:00 PST |
for the folks and my folks |
hi i got your birthday cardbut i cant reach the telephoneim just toono they cut it offno its deadno im all excuses but you know i love younow i need to find the paththat im supposed to treadfor nowfor...
Posted by raymond on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 02:13:00 PST |
the story from home |
when you live in texasyou thirst for rain
not the way that desert-dwellers do; the other way.
when you get it, you get lucky. the clouds let loose and drench the dog shit that has ...
Posted by raymond on Mon, 07 Aug 2006 08:44:00 PST |
top button snug |
that man with the tired eyes was there too, smoking a cigarette there too. i could have sworn that what he said under his breath, when his head was tilted back enough to see the stars and nothin...
Posted by raymond on Tue, 20 Jun 2006 11:40:00 PST |
