Sweeto |
I haven't been writing much lately. I don't really have an answer why even to myself. I just posted mostly old stuff today. Click on "read all blog entries" to check 'em out.
Your Myspace friend,
Ni...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:54:00 PST |
Sweeto |
Let's get caught in the rainSince our lips are friends, and our hearts store ultraviolet cellsIts hard to sell art that never speaks for itself Its too late, I think I already fell, . . &nb...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:48:00 PST |
Sweeto |
Tomorrow never diesWell I don't know We drove through Idaho all high,the sky was untouchable Don't hide, my eyes are button holesThose guys haven't been through much at allIts just I disguise my bludg...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:42:00 PST |
Sweeto |
One freudian slip A banana peelWhat a sad ordeal this life we leadMaybe it leads usTeeth whiteningBelieve in Jesus and heave in disgustAnd ease into love cause fools are Rush LimbaughTonight from dusk...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:26:00 PST |
Sweeto |
A measly worldI'm easily whirledDon't need a referral I think outside the cubicleHer outline is beautifulBut where's the marrow?Scarce but there's someMaybe doused in blacklightMaybe held for ransomeS...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:16:00 PST |
Sweeto |
I wrote this for Megan a long time ago
Like never before Like never againThe dirty old floor is now the ceilingMy best metaphor- The Garden of Eden By my own sword if impure my reasonsYou steal every ...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:13:00 PST |
Sweeto |
What are we made of?
Just bones and blood
Just stones and mud
The colors just run
When tears of the sun roll down my cheeks
It's just sea salt
I'm all alone in an empty lot
With lots of friends...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:10:00 PST |
Sweeto |
Maybe its this pen its outta inkMaybe its this bed it creeks with every movementMaybe this den of iniquities I let squeeze my juicesWho says we have to think?Just play your music, . . .play your music...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:08:00 PST |
Sweeto |
I wanted it to be you, but all you gave me was a teaspoonNow it's time for me to rebootI'd sooner be a recluse if it's all the samePlenty of fish in the lagoon but they aren't sushi gradeThere were a ...
Posted by Sweeto on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 01:02:00 PST |
