Thursday, August 24, 2006

i thought drinking hard liquor without ice was saving me from the blasted hung overs...
i thought my opinions were exceptional...
i thought i had a 7 inch...
monitor
fuzz distortion sunshine phaser faced dreamy toast.
vanilla i love the most.

Friday, August 18, 2006

i have...
edible mouth,
leaves for hair.
an inclement...
reasons for distractions,
the release for the empty.
weightless i am-tempestous
in the arms of the endless.
they tire me...
escaping the bitter and the frenzied,
unbended knees, clawing for ground
i've lost the black and the white.
appropriated gloaming.
put me away...
i'm easy.
rhyme is
all is,
axis.

an island to seek.
assault!
the evening of tears.

junkie!