sidewinder |
i rarely wake up and feel dutyfull. i just strech and misspell and cast limbs overand over as if they were taped and should be released. so . cousin was not the only one i remember. i remember going b...
Posted by on Sat, 02 May 2009 02:27:00 GMT |
the hunger stop |
cousin was wallowing in his room . it looked like a base of furniture, of were furniture came to die . and he was chewing simultaniasly with a little puppy he sometimes had, off and on with no explana...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Apr 2009 05:14:00 GMT |
caught fever |
cousin asways lived on the second floor of something . with the apartments on top vacant anf the ones bellow filthy like a used band aid . that last one used to belong to a translator . his wife that ...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 07:14:00 GMT |
the day cousin was born |
i need a little place in the sun or i think i would die . so just take that emotional crap away from me . steer it from the nearness clue . to suck it down over with its acid taste. T was a small hou...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 05:06:00 GMT |
and one chapter before that |
we stared at the baby trees waiting for them to yawn back at us . june and me renounced all spiritual needs after witnessing lee , that was the biggest angel into the self centered goo monster . it wa...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Mar 2009 13:20:00 GMT |
from the start of the chapter before |
june was a natural born golddigger. you could always go " i cant belive the motherfucker ows me 200 $ " and know for sure there are at least ten more persons thinking the exact same thing at times . H...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Feb 2009 15:50:00 GMT |
from the unpublished peach tree mass grave |
they had that funny looking slim neck thing go and play slap bass at the cousins funeral . he was a punk rocker but had always hidden his being sentimental , knowing all too well that this will kill h...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Feb 2009 03:00:00 GMT |
x |
i have this little heart that bounces each time it thinks there is something it should be doing . this makes me feel too nervous for this world . but either way it is four in the afternoon and somethi...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Feb 2009 06:12:00 GMT |
soft eyes |
the corpse of the academy moves slow . obviously not on its own and all we need to know is the names of the angels . ....... i know you . i wrote a letter back but i have written it in my journal . so...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2009 11:51:00 GMT |
picture. |
but my freinds are older. by the car complaining . figure the rest of the evenings. they are also more local . they know who they are and where they are and copy paste culture less. but i do not know ...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 16:38:00 GMT |
