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Two bullets in the brainonly one brain on the micwhy's it hard to live life?cause it makes it easier to dieSon of reflectionfather and brother to the introspectionlife teaches a hard lessonand it alwa... Posted by on Thu, 15 Jan 2009 07:07:00 GMT |
"The Apology" |
(Note: I wrote this as a submission to a webzine..I'll update this blog if it's accepted.) If you're awake, in today's day and age, I'm sure you've come face to face with the ugly rear-end of sexism. ... Posted by on Thu, 04 Dec 2008 14:01:00 GMT |
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..Thank you kindly to the Emperor, and grand Necromancer, Zephimyr! Posted by on Mon, 18 Aug 2008 07:49:00 GMT |
Act I etc. etc. etc. |
Scene I: The WriterAs I pace down the last street I'll ever see, I cough up the last bit of life that courses through my body. The blood I drip and spew taints the sidewalks with the existence of one ... Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 22:24:00 GMT |
AHEM |
May I have the attention of the congregation????NO, THIS IS NOT ABOUT THE WAR.This is asking what you're FIGHTING for(period)Why are you thrashing your arms aboutDrinking your porters, ales, and stout... Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 22:24:00 GMT |
Confession OF Weakness |
Even broken pens can't write my endEven the sunrise on the Connecticut sky causes my soul to bendI roll my smokes in a pink slip that says promise to appear, but all these papers do when you're brok... Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 22:23:00 GMT |
Toxsick |
Your appliances create reliances that define my defiancesNo matter what the man on Mt. Zion saysWe're all coming up shortToo fast to retortToo much to take backNo slackFall on flat racks and fat stack... Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 22:23:00 GMT |
Turkey as Al Qaeda |
Here we lay, my love
at the end of the world, watching buildings collaspe on each other;The mushroom clouds leave a halo of smoke around the god ofmen, and the men of god.
My name is Elijah, and I hav... Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 22:22:00 GMT |
Born of the moon. |
standing up.
I'm gonna run like OJI'm gonna run towards the sun the whole damn dayWorking myself in circles; I'm on a wheel that's spinning roundMoon rise to sun set, I'm feeling everything come down... Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 22:21:00 GMT |