the laughter is like the candle light
you give ballroom light
and then you fade away
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
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03.07.2011
everything seemed new
different
foreign
invalid and insignificant
christmas presents and dumb girls
kisses on cheeks
cold and alone
the strums of Spiderland in the distance
the rock confetti hits our
heads and sour mouths
sour tognues
fading in the dark
with the truckdriver
limp bizkit and gravy
wisconsin dells and
hot water music
is there a box of cerial
on the floor
is my life the hours of high pitch screams and tweeks
of Jon Rose
this is the first night
the first night of the rest of my life
the first night im happy with having nothing
I just wanna live in low tones
sex is now in white porcelain rooms suspended on strings
I was in my dark bedroom. on my bed. under the blankets and feeling objects with my feet. I imagined. a school... a church... a house... a Denny's... all crushed under my feet and it was biblical.
the sounds in my painful belly sounds more and more like a twisty straw being pulled back and forth
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011
testing testing
this is a test. this is a test. this is a test.
original art of all forms shall be posted on this little blog
Friday, July 3, 2009
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