BABY JESUS OF CHRISTMAS LIGHTS
DRUNKEN LUMBERJACK BABY JESUS
CHICKEN TASTING BABY JESUS
DRUNKEN LUMBERJACK BABY JESUS
CHICKEN TASTING BABY JESUS
Travelin'
I was driving along, listening to some crazy ass music, sounded like somebody raping a keyboard, and I turned left and saw a sign that read "Hell is Real."
I looked right and the devil was sitting in my passenger seat.
"I never would have brought you on this trip if you told me Hell was Real," I told him.
"What can I say,...
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I was driving along, listening to some crazy ass music, sounded like somebody raping a keyboard, and I turned left and saw a sign that read "Hell is Real."
I looked right and the devil was sitting in my passenger seat.
"I never would have brought you on this trip if you told me Hell was Real," I told him.
"What can I say,...
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cellosoul:
beatnik meets Stephen King meets satan (*snaps fingers*)
burstandbloom:
events i been to
Mans greatest invention
for Alyssa
She inspired letters
They invented the alphabet
just to describe her
Just to put a name on her beauty
A name that everyone could pronounce
could share, could remember
When she pursed her lips
I should have kissed her
but those lips were amazing even better than advertised - like something in a love poem
and I gave her my...
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for Alyssa
She inspired letters
They invented the alphabet
just to describe her
Just to put a name on her beauty
A name that everyone could pronounce
could share, could remember
When she pursed her lips
I should have kissed her
but those lips were amazing even better than advertised - like something in a love poem
and I gave her my...
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Writers block
My words arent as good
today
as they were yesterday
A melancholy snow is on the ground, and
Im stuck face down
in an ugly mindfuck
Thinking too much, doing too little
My words arent as good
today
as they were yesterday
A melancholy snow is on the ground, and
Im stuck face down
in an ugly mindfuck
Thinking too much, doing too little
Georgia, I'm missing you
I holed up in Denver
waiting for the snowfall
testing out the rabbit holes
trying to meet you
I busted out to Oklahoma
saw it comining a mile away
it was flat and ugly
but, I saw a pretty little girl on the corner
selling her pretty self
She was turned on
packed full of neon
light up
in the night...
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I holed up in Denver
waiting for the snowfall
testing out the rabbit holes
trying to meet you
I busted out to Oklahoma
saw it comining a mile away
it was flat and ugly
but, I saw a pretty little girl on the corner
selling her pretty self
She was turned on
packed full of neon
light up
in the night...
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MYSELF & THE ORANGUTANG
I demand separate quarters
for myself and the orangutang
his stench is sickly addictive after a while
his bare red ass puts me to shame
and I see no reason
that I should be quarantined with him
I demand separate quarters
for myself and the orangutang
his stench is sickly addictive after a while
his bare red ass puts me to shame
and I see no reason
that I should be quarantined with him
untitled/unfinished
im not here to tell you what i think
im only here
to tell you how it is
yesterday:
fifty people inhaled
the emotions of a rock star
the man was a twisted
picture of democracy
with a crown on his head
a perfect idol
everyone fell asleep
on the main drag
between fascination
and annihilation
today:
i am standing next to some whore...
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im not here to tell you what i think
im only here
to tell you how it is
yesterday:
fifty people inhaled
the emotions of a rock star
the man was a twisted
picture of democracy
with a crown on his head
a perfect idol
everyone fell asleep
on the main drag
between fascination
and annihilation
today:
i am standing next to some whore...
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Easy Street Cafe': Bowling Green, OH
The sleep stage
existence of 900
sewer rats
drove me to sing
a ballad
about dirty writers and the women who love them
The sleep stage
existence of 900
sewer rats
drove me to sing
a ballad
about dirty writers and the women who love them
The Sound of the Ocean
Dragging the boat through the sand
seemed harder
in my pink bathing suit
I fell entirely into a crab hole
terrified
of the crab so large, it could make such a hole
I dangled at the end of my boat, out of my element, no one to help
me, but a sea shell
who merely recorded my screams
and played...
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Dragging the boat through the sand
seemed harder
in my pink bathing suit
I fell entirely into a crab hole
terrified
of the crab so large, it could make such a hole
I dangled at the end of my boat, out of my element, no one to help
me, but a sea shell
who merely recorded my screams
and played...
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Our Savior
its easter
and im lonely
time for some ressurection
time to leave that old body behind
and make new mistakes
in a different skin
time to stop crying about holes in my hands/ holes in my heart
time to hop around
hop on somebody
bounce endlessly until i pop
i can always live again
its easter
and im lonely
time for some ressurection
time to leave that old body behind
and make new mistakes
in a different skin
time to stop crying about holes in my hands/ holes in my heart
time to hop around
hop on somebody
bounce endlessly until i pop
i can always live again
71 South
I couldn't whistle and she
couldn't spit.
Outside Middletown Ohio we came across a carnival
of 18 wheelers
beggin' for a shine.
So we did it up.
She did the windows
I did the tires,
we worked all day
and fell in love
in the evening air
north of Cincinnati.
I couldn't whistle and she
couldn't spit.
Outside Middletown Ohio we came across a carnival
of 18 wheelers
beggin' for a shine.
So we did it up.
She did the windows
I did the tires,
we worked all day
and fell in love
in the evening air
north of Cincinnati.
abracapocus:
The profile pic is Phil Hale. His work is simply incredible.
I found some MP3s of The Detachment Kit. I like their sound, so they've past the first test
. I'll put them in heavy rotation on the i-pod and most likely end up picking up their album. Thanks for the tip!
I found some MP3s of The Detachment Kit. I like their sound, so they've past the first test
. I'll put them in heavy rotation on the i-pod and most likely end up picking up their album. Thanks for the tip!
copafeelia:
To read your poem you'd almost be tricked into thinking that 71 South isn't the most boring fucking stretch of highway on the planet. Very nice. Again.