Humanity Contrived |
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By Diana Brown
I would really rather not indulge myself with aimless self loathing, but boy do I smell awfu...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 11:45:00 GMT |
bells |
What is this? What is this haze of modernity. All neon and bright.
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Posted by on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 21:38:00 GMT |
a merry note to who to wit |
Dear Mom, Dad and Diana,
I love it here in the GrassLands
I travel on my Elephant. I eat bugs they taste bad
But the have a lot of proteen I have them for breakfast
I have wild flower for sale...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 19:37:00 GMT |
boop boop on the avenues |
and the great hawk in the sky flew down to the street and said to the dancing girl. "there is no light in that direction, you must follow the yellow brick road" but this little girl had seen the wizar...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 10:56:00 GMT |
and |
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Posted by on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 23:13:00 GMT |
inwhich the light catches |
days move quickly as we walk against the wind. dreams of forrests and hidden secrets. last night something came to me and whispered in my ear. "let the light dance, let it dance" and so i awoke witha ...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Sep 2006 22:26:00 GMT |
whalk. |
there once was a hawk and a whale they met on a cruise off the coast of madagascar. the hawk was named sid and the whale was named leonard. they liked to talk about their girlfriends and how cra...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Aug 2006 16:06:00 GMT |
same same but different |
7 hours left in this world of travel. 7 nights on the beach and moon was full. drunk'n and silly a shroom here or two... me and the boys and a sea full of blue. - didnt think i was ready for traveling...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Aug 2006 03:49:00 GMT |
makeshift whaa whaa, blow your nose and scream |
you ask me what it is that makes me sad. so i smile for a while.
three nights left in a city of horror. and i'm bak'n cookies for the blind. how can i t...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 04:33:00 GMT |
hard hearts and a silver tounge |
i am nothing.
Posted by on Tue, 01 Aug 2006 08:44:00 GMT |
