when in rome |
im moving out of state of mind-to a place where times resigned-where thoughts are hung out on clothes lines-and saturation drips till dry-the crowds arent loud-they barely om-at sight you quest in god...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Sep 2009 19:49:00 GMT |
tongue lashing |
the aches-the pains-the blood that drains-from veins detained by arctic phrase-the quips that whip into submission-sending hope into remission-decision to follow through's an ant from the airplanes wi...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Sep 2009 11:07:00 GMT |
oh mylanta |
i sold my soul for a bowl of coal. It burns in my belly and ignites my eyes. I cough soot and cinders. I spit molten lye. Hive societies individualize wholes. The wasp so confused they forget form and...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Sep 2009 11:51:00 GMT |
the stunted cusp |
im sorry i canti wish i could dothe things that sway judgementpersuade point of viewbut i cant careenough about anything tohave that kind of cloutthe moon,it has setbut the sun dont come upthe dawn,is...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Sep 2009 13:50:00 GMT |
my best friend |
the corpse in the bed in the room down the hall keeps staring at me everytime i pass by. I never know what to say."you're such a good listener!" is all i can ever come up w/. She's over stayed her wel...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Jul 2009 19:46:00 GMT |
sunrise on the horizon of the mind |
revolt against the sanctioned languagereleasing suppression &anguish starts to breathebleed and seeda 2nd comingNth degreeswollen thoughts are drawn and quarteredseperate explosionsby mortarshells of ...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jun 2009 14:12:00 GMT |
Beats hopscotch |
the longest leap ever leapt was by a man who never slept. Since he got no sleep by counting sheep he'd line them up and over them he'd leap.
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jun 2009 13:34:00 GMT |
la da di da |
Cows and horseys riding robots to the school carnival.Win a melon throwing darts at the elderly.Ride the carousel,grab the brass ring and meet God.Touch God and receive leprosy.Look,Amish people in bu...
Posted by on Mon, 04 May 2009 17:02:00 GMT |
emblem of the people |
undoubtedly plastic to the touchhow has never come so near?astro-turf personasare disrupting the foundationsof all that has ever meant moresteep to the point of returning to a horizontal positionheavy...
Posted by on Sun, 03 May 2009 08:28:00 GMT |
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the swarm of locusts. Covered me with simmered glee. To this day i feel
Posted by on Thu, 30 Apr 2009 11:20:00 GMT |
