belt holes |
i hereby declare: i no longer promise to tell the truth about anything. it doesnt entertain me, and quite frankly, im too old for it.
for example, at least one of these items is untrue:
i have termina...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jul 2008 15:59:00 GMT |
world famous shapeshifter |
fancies herself a gypsy. or some kind of mentalist.
i love a farmgirl who cant control the alfalfa landscapes
blown beneath the practiced picasso of flat black bangs.
beautiful: dream
more att...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Sep 2008 17:51:00 GMT |
indictment |
breathing at a minimum. too hot to sleep next to myself. need a job and a place to stay. going to the beach all day every day.
instincts toward love abated by sunshine and memory. turning ghosts...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 16:58:00 GMT |
totally untrue |
some of you may have heard rumors that eddy burke is breaking up. it simply isnt true. eddy intends to keep playing with himself for sometime to come. there will be new recordings of his work. any ten...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 16:22:00 GMT |
almost |
albuquerque nm
6711 miles
turning east felt all wrong. you go to the end of the world, shake your head a bit, and then turn around. nothing lost nothing learned.
long haul from presott(rhymes wit...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 16:09:00 GMT |
i think hear my cell phone ringing when im nervous |
where? la. LA.lala land.i played in santa monica last night. on this trip ive frequently felt like a dinosaur. music is for them young folks. last night, however, i was the greenest dude there. weird....
Posted by on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 18:47:00 GMT |
fractured thoughts |
seattle. 4081 miles.
fatigue. body spent. zen sickness. dreams like coiling snakes. entwined. seattle is paris(marrow) cold.
all i can do is play music. everything else- speech, reading, drinking, eat...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 17:17:00 GMT |
the dusty winnemucca road |
billings. 2901 miles
prairie dogs in the trading post. huddle round the coffee pot. trade backslaps, chew toothpicks, nod wisely.
without looking, the snow crosses the highway. festers, seethes, like ...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 12:58:00 GMT |
wild dogs in st louis |
kansas city mo. 1723 miles.
im at my friend ed's house in kc. it's on a high hill in the city,but feels pleasantly rural. four acres, three critters, and wood to be chopped. stars like papercuts. ...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 12:06:00 GMT |
rain and fog |
i think i left minnesota in january. its been march everywhere else. ive driven through 5 giant rain storms and about 150 miles of fog. does this change my self/rain ratio?
east moline is the bum...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 08:42:00 GMT |
