kindasean

I cannot wait to get tattooed again.

Shit needs to happen a.s.a.p.

where there is no such thing as names.
where she sleeps comfortably w/out that noose.
where there are a hundred books and a million new words to understand.

am i okay?

What I learned from Hurricane Ike:

1. Houston heat + No electricity = Stinky as hell people.
2. Montrose hookers NEVER take breaks.
3. I heart Taquitos.
4. People in Houston still cannot grasp the concept of a 4-way stop.
5. We should all have buried electrical lines.
6. When I can't get to it, I miss internet porn.
7. Don't get drunk enough to...
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Damn you, Ike.

HOWL

For Carl Solomon

I

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly
connection to the starry dynamo in the machin-
ery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat
up smoking in the supernatural darkness...
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Hurricane in the Gulf.

Let the panic begin in Houston.

Thank Jeebus that Hillary Clinton did the right thing last night.

It's interesting how certain things can affect a person so much--things one was previously unaware of, and things that may have been sitting there in the back of the mind--restless and waiting for the perfect time to bother.

It has all come, and left me in a curious state. I feel sad and horribly confused--yet there is a certain excitement for the coming months. I...
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Maybe I will write a new book and it will be a crowning achievement in a million pieces of the heart that go unnoticed as they fall down the drain w/out a plan or agenda after the tide makes the wave unacceptable and beautiful at the same time.

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fuckedy.

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i will marry the imagination before the dream.

that is so true.

I wrote her a letter a long time ago--one I worked on for nearly three months, scratching out words that made no sense and everyday there was something new to linger on & this very well could have read like a movie script that just continued to confound and displease. I crumpled it up into the tiniest ball imaginable and rolled it around between my...
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Happy Fourth of July everyone!

Too bad America won't get her birthday present until January 20th.

Once in a while, there are songs that begin to play at random like the killjoys and cigarettes floating behind the obstacle and illusions are silly when you beat your head against the wall and while--

it all plays.

then we can start building a new life-free of all silliness that plays the brain-drum louder and LOUDER and i have three records of never waking...
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