mariposa, ca |
the brilliant side of gold dulled today slight. bread knives were sharpened to spears near angles. five leather boys unearthed a milky song with their mouths and fingers. blue hyacinth shadows the car...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Tue, 27 May 2008 03:44:00 PST |
not for the elvish. |
my grandmother died today. its strange to think that someone who I've known for 30 years is now no longer in my life. My feelings are mixed. Questions shoot through my head. Do I weap? Do I think of t...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Sat, 17 May 2008 12:33:00 PST |
I ran so far away. |
I cut my nails in half the night before last. I melted down the sharp removals with some hair for a dining room set. I blurred the outcome so others couldn't see it and gave it a small plastic fuck ho...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 11:31:00 PST |
if its all the same to you...fuck you. |
Strangled bloody lung fucking-Swinging global hits from a toasted sick bag and years. just angry from eating all the puff paints in the rain. thousand hits at number one blew out by a trail of dandeli...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 01:54:00 PST |
i was in a car crash...with joan wilder. |
I can't believe the incest, the next to nothing promise of denial and the forbidden camisole of mired hatred and discourse. A lung ruptured by the electronic pulse of an uncertain future, stained by t...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:09:00 PST |
....indeed. |
these eyes are fixed high on a smog boat toasting like a silk aisle in the bastard ember glow. fierce panicked suppliers cut holes in small bags for their cancer tubes and lick tight wounds for their ...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 11:13:00 PST |
Send me $82.00 |
Hello. I am poor and cannot afford to write this blog anymore. Its so costly to keep running because of all the research I have to do. So I figured if everyone that has viewed the blog could send me $...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Thu, 05 Jul 2007 10:55:00 PST |
a mother's love. |
gleaming steady streams stuck out in the colors of people like lungs on the transplant board, shining like ambivalent madrass pockets basements covered in smoke rings. small children wince and wriggle...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 01:59:00 PST |
Its never the best pie. |
i once had a pie that was better than the rest. others knew it and expressed this to the pie in the form of salavation. however, the pie was never chosen to win. it was never picked for second or even...
Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Wed, 30 May 2007 11:35:00 PST |
FASOD |
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Posted by The Weight of Amusement on Thu, 03 May 2007 09:36:00 PST |
