filthy creep poetry |
so i guess this came in the form of a song today. try and sneak the meaning from it.i guess i better add this clue:(to God,)i wanna tie you upand make you real real smallcause i can't understandhow yo...
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 05:24:00 PST |
thoughts on american money |
ok. today while traveling about with brian nicolas i decided that since money has lost its value (and i mean it's really not worth what it used to be compared with the old gold standard... and because...
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Thu, 17 Aug 2006 12:27:00 PST |
the new poetry pt. 3 |
a word is worth a thousand pictures.so here's a picture......
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Thu, 27 Jul 2006 10:30:00 PST |
more of the new poetry |
i am under the impression that one must takes one's self very seriously if one is to hang their jeans by hangers. and so i do.
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Sat, 01 Apr 2006 01:58:00 PST |
deep philosophical thoughts |
i am not trying to be anything, and i am nothing. this is the way i like it. it takes too much effort to be any other way. apathetic is the word of choice. apathy is my philosophy. ... would you like ...
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Sun, 27 Nov 2005 12:35:00 PST |
where's all the mens? |
doin these babies.... 1. DO YOU SNORE? why not. 2. ARE YOU A LOVER OR A FIGHTER? hmm, street fighter 3. WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR? getting burried alive? 4. AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO MANIAC? of cou...
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Sat, 26 Nov 2005 11:20:00 PST |
noone really writes |
the yellow wind blows through straw huts. there are no windows; there is only time. do one off the top of your head. it is fun.
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Wed, 23 Nov 2005 12:09:00 PST |
the new poetry |
the the face face is beautiful beautiful. it's pretty much the new poetry
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Mon, 21 Nov 2005 11:09:00 PST |
everything you need to know |
in honor of the phrase, "no one ever tells me anything" i introduce the new phrase of choice, "no one ever tells me everything" enjoy
Posted by 11 7 5 3 on Thu, 17 Nov 2005 12:21:00 PST |
