No Biggie...or is it Bo Niggie?? |
Been out of the myspace loop, it happens. I moved back home, and BAM that internet couch became an three legged chair, and i just dont balance it too well. Its the same as if it never existed r...
Posted by Amelia on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 08:18:00 PST |
Drunken Parade with Paisas and Brahma |
Jungle women laughing and calling each other Paisa. Sabes que, paisa... escuchame, Paisa...La verdad, Paisa...
I was invited for some juice in the morning by the owners of our place. The juice turned ...
Posted by Amelia on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 12:18:00 PST |
She writes me like a long lost twin... |
so sometimes senseless poetry, drunken or sleep deprived, may flood from my fingertips. and sometimes lyrics that bounce around in the walls of my head and wedge itself into the jello that fills my he...
Posted by Amelia on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 11:52:00 PST |
To My Sister |
Theres a young lady waiting for me back home. A young lady who once was a little girl with wild, curly hair. Now, shes a thinker. Now shes a member of society. Now shes a butterfly. If there is a univ...
Posted by Amelia on Mon, 14 Aug 2006 03:52:00 PST |
Bob Dylan and a baby crying... |
She had forgotten her reason for her travel. All of the Spanish had created a humidity and the meals of pork and greased potatos only seemed to add to the sweat of it all. Amongst headphones and stif...
Posted by Amelia on Tue, 25 Jul 2006 12:52:00 PST |
I must admit. |
I must admit, I conjure up some crazy things just before my eyes shut to sleep.
There is something about open windows and the humming of dinner being put away
that causes a want to grow deep within me...
Posted by Amelia on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 10:21:00 PST |
The rocks fell and the water consumed.... |
Unfortunate causes create waves of insecurities and
eyes gaze through their peripheral vision.
I make no mistake when i say we need a revision.
our state our land our state of mind
which grows and...
Posted by Amelia on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 10:13:00 PST |
Life is DIVINE.... |
You´ve been dead a while now.
At first i could site, 8 months, one year...
But now, i have to roll my eyes up into my head and count it.
That means too long.
I can´t imagine counting exactl...
Posted by Amelia on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 10:04:00 PST |
