American Southern Gothic |
The preacher preachesThe children prayI need another drinkEveryone walks into the streetTemptation's wings everydayFried chicken, broken genealogyFlooded victims in New OrleansGreasy governor - 3rd re...
Posted by Danny on Thu, 06 Sep 2007 07:07:00 PST |
Omega Flight Of Humanity |
This is not an ordinary flying dreamThis is indeed a flying dreamThe jet flew sideways - across a translucent lakeShe and I flew - the moon, the spirit, the ladyIt was the future - it couldn't be tack...
Posted by Danny on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 08:14:00 PST |
Hell Yeah I Got An Axe To Grind! (And I’m Going To Grind It For A Long Time...) |
This is probably old, but I'm through with self-righteous people who are so pretentious that it makes you sick. I'm tired of daggered-glances instead of upfront confrontation.I'm tired of constricting...
Posted by Danny on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 05:10:00 PST |
Failure To Delay Instant Gratification |
I'm on a bender...Went to a business party last night and drank something called Dogfish Head. I've been up D.C. way before, and I've had it, but this time it keel hulled (I guess I'm using nautical-m...
Posted by Danny on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 12:06:00 PST |
Dialectic |
"Man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down; he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not." (Book of Job)She was a Serra sculpture...
Posted by Danny on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 09:33:00 PST |
29°1252?N, 99°4723?W |
The trip started off harmless enough. Heading out into the wilderness to camp with good friends and enjoy the Hill Country of Texas. Base camp was set up, the pirate flag was flying, good jams playing...
Posted by Danny on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 06:27:00 PST |
The Arsenal 1996 |
Have you ever been inside of an arsenal? You know, the place where the Army stores all its guns and other assorted tools of destruction. It was like a mall for the deranged. It was like a tomb, silent...
Posted by Danny on Sun, 05 Aug 2007 10:10:00 PST |
.44 Congress To Eternity |
Just point itTake it out into the yard - spare the messI don't want it - the shackles of existenceYou have to wake up, you have to walk into the officeListen to the jearing, the trigger finger of a bo...
Posted by Danny on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 06:59:00 PST |
I Would Just Stare |
As long as I can remember, I would just stare. Watching the colors of reality. When I was a child, living out in the small towns of South Texas - in Beeville, I watched the fields forever rolling. Tha...
Posted by Danny on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 06:52:00 PST |
US - Tomorrow |
You were the one who walked with me You were the one who believed in me You were the one who laughed at my sorrow You were the one who pushed my sadness to tomorrow You relit the pilot light You made ...
Posted by Danny on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 07:10:00 PST |
