i just want to hear the fucking song, ok? |
there's nothing else for me to do right now. not food, not sex, not a drink, not a drug, nothing. just sit here in limbo waiting for it to post.........
errrrggghhhhhhhhhhhh
Posted by on Mon, 27 Oct 2008 03:58:00 GMT |
what is this "space" coming to? |
2 friend requests: white music dude and jewish rock band trying to seduce me with kindness. GOP is a fraud. I struggle trying to set up "my sesame" street profile, and fail miserably for the second da...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 13:10:00 GMT |
Earlier today... |
missing pieces where's the sparkthat ignite to the lifeless massy lump we've become? Even though we know where to find it, what do we do with it once we get there? We stand like two insolent (young) ...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 13:08:00 GMT |
in the vain of lizzy- |
I'm my favorite poet - I am you see.I am going to publish a group of works for only meand then I can read them whenever I want to on the toilet.
and I will write some more, and I will make those a boo...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 01:40:00 GMT |
tonight |
I can read your name among the stars,when I stop to think this life's a gameit's ringing out near and farbut it's rining, singing, all the same
In each little finger's slightest tapthere's a touch; a ...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 01:12:00 GMT |
in the ananimity |
of the hell of bad spellers rises a child, a woman, a man. there's a funky smell eminating from their butts, but no one wants to talk about it. They've got the answers though, and they rise out of the...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 05:53:00 GMT |
dont go back to sleep... |
moments, I can still hear you laughingin another state, it comes and goesand times I see life through your eyesit fades away, but when the airis thin and clear, and days like thisturn to nights of bli...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Sep 2008 13:30:00 GMT |
Why I’m NOT voting... |
Because A Change Would be:
not sending troops to afganistan.not spending 100 million dollars of tax money on stump stompingcampagining door to door in wyomingnot biden (where IS deleware anyway?)talki...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 02:54:00 GMT |
buzz |
Wearywith the wet nightclinging to my slumping bodyI think of the meetingand feel the buzz
that static egnitebetween the particles in airdancing in their infinitybetween usas music
I feel the buzzof t...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 14:59:00 GMT |
Where am I? |
Locked out of favor at 3 o'clock in the morningnothing left to do but write, write, writeand as then rising sun is boaringmy hands start working and my feet take flight
and then it's a blur; a rush th...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jul 2008 06:53:00 GMT |
