"The Comedy of Bennett Lumley, Countess of Lennox" Act 1 Scene 1 |
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Posted by on Wed, 01 Apr 2009 20:44:00 GMT |
I'm going to hell for this story |
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Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 22:50:00 GMT |
goobye jax |
tis been some long12 years now and i must bid you adue... dont know if i'll be going back before the move to atlanta so consider this as good of a farewell as any...wish i had more ghost stories from ...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Aug 2008 22:00:00 GMT |
Greasy Moose: Lovefisted the fistening |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=df3HxKzyCXw
Posted by on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 20:30:00 GMT |
summer movie |
Slouched on top a sticky chair The summer movie Plays in empty stares Across the back Dead center where Pre-k monkey snorts And toys fly through the air Beside the moms Who pul...
Posted by on Mon, 19 May 2008 00:33:00 GMT |
WROTE THIS IN OCTOBER, but now i like it and want to share it with the myspace world |
Such a shame Your sharp little lips And stylish shell of Black and white, 1950's, Sophisticated Hollywood adulation Says nothing about the girl Hiding behind Hepburn Eyes, Desiring the comfo...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 00:08:00 GMT |
time to pick up an old habbit... i call it 4-D jenga (just think about it) |
Fingers fumble and shake Aside a frozen face Surrounding rioting thoughts Writhing for a dash Of clarity and A pleasant release From an exclusive cell Of pent-up angst Two years in make To...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 00:02:00 GMT |
good times to write some lines |
Is there a reason
To this restlessness
That's so sewn into my life
And into those who,
By some ironic choice,
Have decided to stop by.
"A girl." I say,
But then, "Who," the Question demands:
A lover
...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 22:09:00 GMT |
the apples - the classroom (unedited/rough) |
Fresh, sweet,
And often un-plucked
The orchard,
The classroom,
Is ripe
In extremes
Of candy reds
Tangy shocking greens
And those
Special amalgams
Of acquired interests
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Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 21:29:00 GMT |
to my sis, its real poem in my... well usual style |
your prom
your ballroom dress
...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 20:43:00 GMT |
