valentine's day on a porno set |
The sun drenched wicked winds blow in the vitamin d sadnessAnd explosions rock the mind while the world turns into a jaguarSnaking its way through the jungles of fast food faiths A down home pleasantr...
Posted by on Thu, 21 May 2009 00:34:00 GMT |
Your Favorite Color is Fake |
You have respect for the dead.You must know a better class of corpse than I.shoot it up my ass, she said, so itll come out with a turd instead of a soul.Feverishly complying is always revealingAn...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Mar 2009 22:53:00 GMT |
Pepto - DisMal |
Ive seen my mother break down, screaming and shaking her head, screaming no no no god noOver the news of my latest suicide on the bloody fingertip smeared turntable of my spinderella imaginationAnd I...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Feb 2009 00:43:00 GMT |
Wildcats, Wild Horses & the Timer |
They say dreamin is free but I never believed thatI once met a man who owned a wildcatHe said, pet her, son, if ya like the feel of fangs. I said, no thanks mister, and stepped into the rainA chil...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 11:08:00 GMT |
What I Thought When You Performed the Burlesque Act on the Taco Bell Counter |
What I mistook for happiness was merely drunken suffering
And I did everything to erase the brain
Cars splashed puddles of blood on dead horses
My mother stood in a room full of memories and l...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Nov 2008 00:34:00 GMT |
Sucking Your Own Dick From the Inside Out |
Ever feel like you got your head up your ass and you're trying to suck your own dick from the inside out?
Could it get any brighter outside, the birds are squinting, I see lawn sprinklers lonely in th...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 22:08:00 GMT |
Eldritch Pusillanimous |
I've things no else can see and part of this pain lies in Not being able to show, explain or decode these things That you'll never see. And these are the things I carry with me as I trudge unwieldy T...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 10:53:00 GMT |
Id Tell You To Stop Being A Cunt But I Fear Youd Disappear |
Coffee, sandwiches, then wineWe hang our legs over the baluster and swing 'em like childrenAnd laugh as the apocalyptic fires approachWhat was it that you said?I don't remember&You know, the night we ...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 02:16:00 GMT |
paraplegic snake |
Have you ever dreamed my dream, a funny lousy consciousness awakener?
You lie there all snug and cozy, like a baby shot with morphine, ceiling
Fan spinning disney characters over your alien skin, so ...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Oct 2008 08:17:00 GMT |
I Want to Decorate Myself In Your Blood |
So many fuckin' tricks to choose
From as I skip drunkenly through
This endless and decadent wonderland of
Cunt thug remorseless bullshit lullaby
Lying faggot ticklers
Which way to turn...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 06:36:00 GMT |
