Carpets of Orange: The Drift |
Carpets of Orange: The DriftI lied to a lesbian once, and then called her a fuckhead, I'm not against lesbians, nor do I practice frequent lying; too much commitment to an art I don't really need to p...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Dec 2006 11:28:00 GMT |
Carpets Of Orange, The Dream. |
Flying across the ocean so close to the surface I can almost touch it, BREAK NECK SPEED!! yet so safe and secure, so calm, so changed no longer in pieces but at peace.
Ocean spray like tonic for my mi...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Sep 2006 19:40:00 GMT |
Walking Sleep |
So far away am I, so very far away, that I see, but dont even realise a helpless man until he has fallen forward from his wheelchair, and hit the pavement, headfirst. And then, only then, does an alre...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Aug 2006 10:56:00 GMT |
Intro to an action statement |
No! no! no! Not TINY insignificant inferior scummy little mistakes.
Neh neh son!
Im happy to say that Ill be talking of HUGE monumental monolith style mistakes of epic proportions and infinite...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Aug 2006 10:31:00 GMT |
They sliver |
I am writing in regards to a matter of a serious fucking nature. On December 4th 2004 I began work as a slave at Wick Castle Gardens. I worked there for 9 motherfucking months to the best of my abilit...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Jul 2006 00:23:00 GMT |
SMELL AMERICA |
I wanna live the American Dream, I wanna get a hold of it, bend it over tables and fuck it. I promise to nurture it at the same lie, I mean time. I wanna live in the outcome of all those classic 80s ...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Jun 2006 08:42:00 GMT |
Remember A Day |
Remember A Day
A couple of days is an eternity when you're dead. Life over!
A new beginning; Is it the same day every day, or do we call it each day the same?
Every day consists of awaking strangely e...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jun 2006 08:36:00 GMT |
SHARED TIME |
THESE FLOATING DREAMS OF FULFILLED CONTENTMENT
THAT MY FINGERTIPS CAN ONLY JUST BRUSH UPON
IN DESPERATION, ATTEMPTS TO CAPTURE THEM ETERNAL...
FAIL.
FLOATING
FLOATING
GONE
ARE WE NOT STRONG ENO...
Posted by on Sat, 20 May 2006 11:22:00 GMT |
CONSIDER THIS: |
NO SPACE TO VENT EMOTION OF ANY KIND
LOST IN MY OWN HEAD
CAN'T MAKE SENSE OF A GREAT MANY THINGS
UNFAMILIAR WITH SOBRIETY
ESTRANGED FROM ANY COMFORT ZONE.
SLEEP A DISEASE
WHEN I WAKE, I FEEL WORSE....
Posted by on Sat, 20 May 2006 11:12:00 GMT |
UNDESIRABLE |
WHO NEEDS TO GO OUT AT MIDNIGHT?
WHO NEEDS SERVICE WITH A SMILE?
WHO NEEDS A TOTALLY LIT CIGARETTE?
WHO NEEDS A SUN-BRIGHT CHILD?
WHO NEEDS THIS, THAT, MIGHT, OR MAYBE?
WHO NEEDS THE END OF SOMETHING ...
Posted by on Sat, 20 May 2006 11:06:00 GMT |
