Random Thoughts on Myspace |
What I love about Myspace is this: I can find all of my gods here.I like to add pages that appeal to me (I do not just add every page). This means that over time I can see every aspect of ... Posted by on Tue, 09 Sep 2008 05:13:00 GMT |
Summerfolk |
Yeah Summerfolk was awesome!!!
I volunteered on the construction crew, that is how you get into a festival like this when you are a poor travelling musician. The crew this year... Posted by on Mon, 18 Aug 2008 19:05:00 GMT |
Madness of the worst sort |
Darkness can last for days, as I sit here listening to the sad sound of strings.I can feel my mind overheating and my face is hot and I am starting to not give a shits about grammar. My periods will ... Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 16:28:00 GMT |
A Mystery |
Porcupine quills and spitter spatter babel.Squeaks and kidneysand sideways Fridays.Why do they not speakThe buildings?Why do they not set forthTheir tenements?They remain silentWiser than I12 times I ... Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 17:28:00 GMT |
Untitled |
She said it wouldn’t hurt me in the year I turned thirty to mix it up and party a little bit.She said I’d find direction in where I found perfection.She said it with a perfect southern dra... Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 17:01:00 GMT |
Silly Shit |
I’d rather be Peter PanThan Peter Pan’tCause Peter PantsJust sounds sillyI’d rather flyThan be left groundedBecause the sky is freedomand the ground is sweat and toilI’d rather... Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 16:20:00 GMT |
Victomless Crimes |
I am the only witness to this sequence,This series of victomless crimes.I find myself intentional seeking out accidents.I recognize the pattern of courseThe quick flicker of lights;The roar of engines... Posted by on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 16:16:00 GMT |
Tiny Strings |
Trapped.Pinned behind a million tiny stringsYour planner, your phoneYour email, and a multitude of minuscule promisesA puppet ensnared in its stringsCan’t reach upCan’t look backCan’... Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:49:00 GMT |
Just another morning |
I get upI create my styleHow am I gonna walk to the fridge?Flash crazy Mice paparazzi cheer from their holes asI scratch my ass and instantly realize that tomorrowIt will be all over the tabloids. Al... Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 18:40:00 GMT |
Solution to all of your problems |
Well I stepped outa my trailerSaw your sad faceMaybe I'll write you a checkAnd you could write one to meWe could split the differenceWe'll see.I'm gonna be so famous one dayIts crazyThen I could write... Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 12:24:00 GMT |