Tagged like george foreman! |
1.i like wearing dresses
2. i love the notebook
3. i'm a huge trekkie/ sci-fi nerd
4. i like eating kids with applesauce
5.anne sexton is one of my heros
6. i have a strange infatutation with owls an...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Jun 2006 20:29:00 GMT |
Winneabago's lead to heart faliure |
The wind moves the grass and all is peacefull and no one is burning koalas or unborn children. Marketing schemes float into our eyes like sad tears for a lost friend. Everyone has their addiction and ...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 13:18:00 GMT |
children of the marshmellow king |
The industrial complex manifests itself the children. Their grief burdened faces dusty in the night. nothing can bring back their hope not even their mothers crying voices in crumbling...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 12:52:00 GMT |
Turbine |
the turbines churn, the turbines burn all of my energy in the turbines everytime I walk upon a rock the turbine holds my hand. Is this distant band of energy my only lover? So close to the ground the ...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 12:48:00 GMT |
Helen Keller |
Deaf and blind i find you kind of squeegy like a kicthen sinks smiling butcher shop smile. Shadowy whales echo in the deep to the resonding sounds of the landlord's wishes. Cheese soda pouring out my ...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 12:42:00 GMT |
Eyes are but an instrument for a mural of swirling colors |
she looks up her face shadowy and smokey " you need a wash up" she tells me in a hushed whisper. " i can't i just can't dear i have to finish the time machine that runs on sausage and grape soda". " f...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 21:09:00 GMT |
Shadows turn and the world is tilted on its axis |
the car lights shine on the ground reflected on the dampness. They go down to the roots of the industrial monster linked to the center of the glowing orange yellow etibolic mass. as the cars mov...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 20:53:00 GMT |
Tears abundent in her words of grace |
she turns to me her eyes glistening with emotional strain and pain. The tears slowly came and graced her lucious pink cheeks and i knew she loved someone i just hoped that someone was me. she turned t...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 23:03:00 GMT |
ever been to a place where you had no face? |
The civil war took place in the boiler room at midnight behind the one eyed pink hairy punny rabbit named sally forth. no one saw it coming and no one saw it ending it just happened. It all started wi...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Mar 2006 19:36:00 GMT |
office depot .2 |
oh i love watermelons but how can i tell her shes sexy in a caring way? say ferry weather can you fly a weather balloon? savy tree sap i drank in july and it made me cry as my lungs fell through my eg...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 17:50:00 GMT |
