Ode to Beyonce
I'd settle for a girl like you.
You're conventionally pretty,
like you've been airbrushed but more so.
Nothing special about your hair, eh?
But the way you've arranged it is borderline notable,
my little loaf of wheat bread.
We could have such agreeable days together,
laughing at the correct moments,
spending money perhaps.
Your ethnicity is not overpowering at all,
punctuated by...
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I'd settle for a girl like you.
You're conventionally pretty,
like you've been airbrushed but more so.
Nothing special about your hair, eh?
But the way you've arranged it is borderline notable,
my little loaf of wheat bread.
We could have such agreeable days together,
laughing at the correct moments,
spending money perhaps.
Your ethnicity is not overpowering at all,
punctuated by...
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"The Port-O-Let Porpoise's Importunate Portent"
a commedia in three acts
Act I
[wherein is our hero in a low state / a turd's tour of evolutionary existentialism / eclipse / abandon all hope, ye who fester here]
Osvaldo Offal -- Soup! So we were and so I am again. Here in a cell, shot with light. Sludge slowly warmed by the sun's rays. The supple...
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a commedia in three acts
Act I
[wherein is our hero in a low state / a turd's tour of evolutionary existentialism / eclipse / abandon all hope, ye who fester here]
Osvaldo Offal -- Soup! So we were and so I am again. Here in a cell, shot with light. Sludge slowly warmed by the sun's rays. The supple...
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A banjo-playing spastic just warped over me grave.
After near-fatal car crashes, I like to wind down with some morphine and a nice long stay in the hospital. That really takes the edge off. Nothing delights a ruptured kidney and liver, five broken ribs, a collapsed lung, and possible spinal injury like a cute young nurse coming to put my catheter in. Yes indeedy, it's a vacation from the ordinary! Since that day...
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aiki:
there really is. otherwise i wouldnt be naked on here, ha!
aiki:
that's why you need soo bad to to apply here as a model
hmmmm.
fluffitykitty:
Is your profile pic Elvis as the Madonna? Fucking brilliant!
Sounds like you need me to come spoon feed you some lovin'.
I would if you promise to give me some of those pills.....we could be in a semi-consious state together listening to Manu Chao and wondering whether he is singing in french or spanish.
If you like Samauri and anime....you should rent Samauri Shamploo. It will keep you occupied for at least a few days.
Also..i know a lot about nutrition and if you want any advice on liver detox....i'm a click away. ...and yes I know how to hold a pool cue, but as far as getting the balls in the hole....that's where i suffer.
Sounds like you need me to come spoon feed you some lovin'.
I would if you promise to give me some of those pills.....we could be in a semi-consious state together listening to Manu Chao and wondering whether he is singing in french or spanish.
If you like Samauri and anime....you should rent Samauri Shamploo. It will keep you occupied for at least a few days.
Also..i know a lot about nutrition and if you want any advice on liver detox....i'm a click away. ...and yes I know how to hold a pool cue, but as far as getting the balls in the hole....that's where i suffer.
the night upended, kaleidoscoped in the high beams. everything revolved stone and metal, glass and bone, crumpling paper into a microphone. flung like empty clothes out where my blood lacquered the road a shimmering black. a crawling. not lung enough to scream. a wait and a drifting into dream.
Enter, prize enterprise, entrepreneur! Ship enterprises emprise I enter. Pry! 'S is entre price.
nya:
entre prises?
"Rather must it be said that we were not prepared to deny the possibility of certain unfamiliar and unclassified modifications of vital force and attenuated matter; existing very infrequently in three-dimensional space because of its more intimate connection with other spatial units, yet close enough to the boundary of our own to furnish us occasional manifestations which we, for lack of a proper vantage-point, may...
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Dearest Journal,
Today marks my first true day in Buenos Aires. Meaning, of course, that Ive been awake for more than twenty-four hours and am now putting the story down for posterity on a keyboard which is second best to fucking incomprehensible to me. Chevere. Vale. Lets work from last to first: cab ride with kindly old Argentino telling second-hand stories about the Peron regime,...
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Today marks my first true day in Buenos Aires. Meaning, of course, that Ive been awake for more than twenty-four hours and am now putting the story down for posterity on a keyboard which is second best to fucking incomprehensible to me. Chevere. Vale. Lets work from last to first: cab ride with kindly old Argentino telling second-hand stories about the Peron regime,...
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When there was nothing left to talk about, I went home.
He had plaque in his teeth, that I kept staring at.
The lighting was bad and I wasn't "feelin' it'.