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I write shit sometimes.Rate my poem, Go here I love my wife because she's the shit and puts up with my fat tummy and stinky balls. She also puts up with my endless sarcasm, brutal honesty, and she can take a punch like a man. I love my son, mostly just because he's my son but also because he can shit like a trucker and he pissed in my face within 48 hours of being alive. I love my daughter because she told my in-laws that they're over the hill. I like music, film, art, literature, media consumtion, food, rest, drive, stop, drive again, learning, earning, drink, smoke, drink, eat, sleep, dream, wake, stare, see, be.

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My Blog

Non-respensive

I struggle to hearthe tip of your tongueand try to remember whenwe were just one. Before that you were twoand further back the treethat branched out andbecame this familyand when watered with love and...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 15:03:00 GMT

Grind Therapy

The pavement is brutalwhen it goes wrong.Pebble grind to face-plant.We try to carve out some piece of mind.Aggression becomes the fuel of choice.CLICK CLICK CLICKgoes the safety of the sidewalkas the ...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 15:00:00 GMT

Squeegee Master

Set up, swipe, tear down in effortless motion.The process is a process.2, 4, 6 colors in perfect registration.Spinning palots kill fibulation in a flash.Art loses meaningin repitition.four hundred deg...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 14:56:00 GMT

The Sweet taste of Sorrow

A threshold crossed,the taste has been aquired.What once was bitter sweetis now sweetly bitter.My tongues interpretation has become the feeling it creates...numbEmitions rage otherwise,a crutch for th...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 14:54:00 GMT

Hope Vs. Medicine

A detour from thought,to keep the mind taught,like high wire above the danger.Though fall as we might,the absence of fright,of death may seem even stranger.Strong and not weakbut unable to speak,will ...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 14:52:00 GMT

God of Nil

I wait eternitieslike pestilence.I waitto break you down.Piece by piece,I take backwhat’s mine.I am all of youand you are nothingwithout me.What is youthat is not meis the unknown.The nothing
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 14:50:00 GMT

The Only Ring

Scratched and worn,it is a reminderof hope,of comfort,of strength,of love.It is just a symbolof the utmost importance.A reason to notfall apart and the wisdom toknow I’ll be put back together wh...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 14:48:00 GMT

Guilt

I hate this feelingWake up,Things not right.Go to work,Things not right.Feeling so much joy from holding my son that it allturns to guilt becausewhatever I do,if I’m not there,she is.Staring at ...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 14:45:00 GMT

Mama’s Boy

          I was in the bathroom. She asked me to go into the bathroom when she wanted to have private phone conversations. It didn't work, if anything the ...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 11:57:00 GMT

Bow Down

Youth rally in the streets.Glass breaks, teardrops fall,Justice is perverted again.The leash gets tighter.The air gets thinner. The elders look on with fury in their mind's eye.Nothing is sacred this ...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 11:33:00 GMT