Billy Joel and The Words That Make Us |
Scenes From An Italian Restaurantplaying in the car; later,laughing, drinking, passed out--beneath the stars(Foghat, Blue Oyster Cult, upon the stage):too drunk to move, too moved to care. This ...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 02:04:00 GMT |
Concerts are a bitch! |
Wow...just got back from the Brickhouse. Tired, neck hurts, throat hurts, and I'm dizzy. In other words, I had a great time. I went to see Drysocket tonight, since the last few times...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Apr 2008 02:35:00 GMT |
Awake, The Beast Sleeps (Soul Dreamscape) |
And so the beast is ushered forth into this wasteland of broken hopes and dreams. Lo, the beast is the herald of the passing of an age. Watch, friend, as it devours remorseless, yet without rage: a sl...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 22:11:00 GMT |
Hooray For the Stoic Mind |
Stoicism is for cowards, those who can’t take a stand; or maybe for those of feeble minds too slow to make demands. Then again, it may be for the meek-- for those who hold their tongue. Better...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 21:55:00 GMT |
And Now For Something Completely Different |
Okay, so here is something really personal that I want the whole world to know: I have Pink Floyd boxer shorts and Cookie Monster pajama pants. That is about as personal as this world is g...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 21:26:00 GMT |
Wingless Divinity |
Wingless Divinity
Down from the heavens,Divine hand of vengeance;Enthralled in righteousness.Anima without repentance,heart lacking remorse:Eminent redemption.Divinity thrown up to the heavens--wingle...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 21:20:00 GMT |
Hell and the Grave |
Screaming in this vacuum space,Sinning in the mirror's faceWeeping for those open wingsRipping and tearing these quiet things.Hopeful as the fire burns Lustful as the razor turnsForever darkened by Ch...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 20:26:00 GMT |
Water baaad |
Okay, so this week has sucked. I mean big time. Nothing really specific--except for the migraine at eleven thirty Sunday night that had me in bed until Tuesday morning, excluding the four ...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Jun 2006 19:08:00 GMT |
Divergence |
She lies in wait,Folded, nervousTucked in for her first time.He makes his way,Awkward, eagerGoliath grip holds her.Together now,As one, passionThey roll through the seas.Upwards they rise,Straining, f...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jun 2006 19:39:00 GMT |
Lament For Icarus |
Son of Daedalus, why sleep you so?The nereids weep and drag you shore.What Icarian dream tempted you so?the nereids weep and drag you ashore.Merciful Hyperion melted not your wings,Yet you fell into P...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jun 2006 19:37:00 GMT |
