Ill be bach... or motzart |
so due to a thousand complications and a whole lot of God bending me over anf putting hus dick in my ass i'll be home friday, thank fuck man. Posted by on Mon, 01 May 2006 08:10:00 GMT |
rent |
Palms down
on both knees
with hundreds of
black and white pebbles
lodged in callous
breathing ragged
with saline welling in the corners of his mask
spandex torn
body bruis... Posted by on Wed, 15 Feb 2006 09:08:00 GMT |
Tom |
Its 9:20
there's a man walking by the window
over a stainless steel sink
i may never see again
well i might
but at least they wont be my
dishes...
3 knocks and the handle turns
retarted by... Posted by on Wed, 15 Feb 2006 09:08:00 GMT |
smile... asshole |
proving what youre worth
to everyone
to the girl next door
the man who works along side you
to your self?
but im wasted again
2 bottles of wine down
a half pack of camels
sitting on the po... Posted by on Sun, 02 Oct 2005 01:44:00 GMT |
the cheater |
I wonder why
and hope that i will wake up
healthy
not happy
not rested
not fulfilled or excited
i just want to wake up
healthy
with all my muscles
doing what muscles are supossed to do
so i... Posted by on Thu, 29 Sep 2005 23:41:00 GMT |
Karmaticly fucked.... |
this is not a poem, its a general quary to ask people what i've done in my life to justify my unending series olf events, complications and chalenges i have to deal with. lets all make an effort to no... Posted by on Tue, 27 Sep 2005 08:57:00 GMT |
smiling proud |
blue and red
light my way as i try to do
what i dont do
enough
any more
than most people i guess
but im not most people
think there are better things to do
like cable
or their signifiga... Posted by on Tue, 13 Sep 2005 17:49:00 GMT |
teen angst |
Im looking at pictures of fleeces in rooms ive painted but will never be again
im that kid
the tall one who like to smoke pot in the snow,
who wears gaiters and boots that feel like bare
feet
... Posted by on Wed, 20 Apr 2005 05:34:00 GMT |
Don't call me rasberry |
dont touch it- its electric fied
barrel full of of inspiration then they're brilliant
its like sammi in a nutshell
Youll never know what its like to date
a junkie
and you were good in bed s... Posted by on Wed, 20 Apr 2005 05:30:00 GMT |
Garden State |
Dead ink
and flat pencils
Clutched knees on
comfortable coutches
and i wonder where home is
where home was
Ashing in a coconut shell
i PONDER
how strange it is indeed
to breathe smoke
and m... Posted by on Wed, 20 Apr 2005 05:28:00 GMT |