vanity |
How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.
--Henry David Thoreau
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jul 2004 00:34:00 GMT |
mould |
today i feeel like a plasticine..
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jul 2004 22:30:00 GMT |
cancer |
the fear of submission is like a cancer
eatin me slowly from inside..
Posted by on Wed, 14 Jul 2004 22:36:00 GMT |
submit |
lil fingers.. nimble n soft..
she held n gave e warmth..
let's not forget the sweet carnivores
that roam the forests of your mind
for they will eat like e hungry souls they are
but i shall protec...
Posted by on Wed, 26 May 2004 05:49:00 GMT |
the pills.... |
pills thrills and bellyaches..
>>it's a shame that i forget
>>depression is not a shame
>>but jus a mind game..
Posted by on Sun, 23 May 2004 11:14:00 GMT |
this once i had a dream |
when everything else fails ...we shall ride the wind on studded styrofoam boxes .. above the twisted souls dancing down below where ths kies are creamy chocolate n blue.. streams of sour milk they dr...
Posted by on Wed, 12 May 2004 02:13:00 GMT |
can i have yer order sir? |
hot cocoa , G5 and flip flops.. the order of the day
Posted by on Fri, 07 May 2004 21:07:00 GMT |
token trees we slither |
here we sleep on plastic sheets
here we slither on token trees
in duffel bags hung high
way up high that they cant reach us
Posted by on Thu, 22 Apr 2004 23:11:00 GMT |
myworld.nothing |
there is nothin in this world but plastic smiles n halogen sunshine
Posted by on Mon, 19 Apr 2004 02:46:00 GMT |
in rock we trust |
there he stands in white washed spandex.. jet black mullet
the crowning glory with streaks of gray..
hold that handkerchief up high for all to see
like a burning torch u scream
"I wanna rock n i w...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Apr 2004 23:48:00 GMT |
