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Paulox

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About Me

I'll try anything once, and some things a bunch MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! What alcohol are you??
PATRONE

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My Interests

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the telemarketer that keeps calling my F-ing house! That way I can live up to my promises about sticking my phone up his.....

My Blog

Oceans

I stare at eyes like oceans Eyes I could swim in for days And dry myself on silken hair Fragile so fragile A situation of precarious circumstance You balance and try to stabilize Only to succeed Or fa...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 23:18:00 GMT

Included

Looking at you is like looking through glass Folded twelve times over and yet still translucent Like my fogged windshield...self inflicted. You say you are unique, an individual of substance But I kno...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 23:03:00 GMT

The Dream

She came to me in my dream Stumbling in the dark...unsure I called her, not knowing her mind Until she kissed me. I laid her down where my head belonged Giving my security for bliss Then I swallowed h...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 01:08:00 GMT

Tunnel Vision

Sleeping in the car made my head hurt but i slept to keep away the thoughts that cut harder. How can fiction drive me in a world that is real? Single-minded on a goal that I want but refuse to p...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 11:15:00 GMT

The Black

I saw it the other day And I fell into the black It wasn't a place I was supposed to be But I enjoyed myself there. In an empty existence that lined my glass with film Was it permanent or maybe someth...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 11:09:00 GMT

Mantis

the wind stopped blowing some time ago and my feet are cold in the water she's leaving and I should be upset but its hard to be angry when you are no longer encumbered she feels nothing...she got what...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 11:22:00 GMT

Sleeping

It crept on me like cancer A rot on the outside I smiled...even the Bloodhound Gang couldn't make this funny Blinded by a futile attempt at acceptance The damned need leaders...for we can forget how t...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 01:00:00 GMT

The Fog

There is a fog that covers the ground Hiding the swamp that is my home Rolling and wisping as if cursed with life I find the irony comforting. I can almost see the dead rising from the gray A scene ou...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Mar 2006 11:39:00 GMT