song: penetration//the stooges//raw power
i feel uninspired and am, at present, lacking originality...
i need to get laid
by something that is not battery operated
i wish i had (what has been published of) da vinci's sketch books
today jolee colored a streak of my hair purple. when i wear it up it looks like purple rays are shooting out of the top of my head. i'll take a picture tomorrow.
tonight in the tx hill country with the new moon, when you look up at the sky it looks as though there are more stars than sky.
to me, it's as if there is a sky-spanning, celestial duplication of a certain someone's twinkling grey blue eyes. thousands of longing gazes shining down straight into my own eyes...
i used to pretend that the stars were living things, migrating across the sky every night. i would wish that i could go with them to whatever new and exciting place they were traveling to. now i know that they stay in the same place and it is you, me, and our world that is spinning, tumbling, and traversing a monotanous migration every day.
song: love throws a line//patti griffin//impossible dream
good night, all!
i feel uninspired and am, at present, lacking originality...
i need to get laid

by something that is not battery operated
i wish i had (what has been published of) da vinci's sketch books

today jolee colored a streak of my hair purple. when i wear it up it looks like purple rays are shooting out of the top of my head. i'll take a picture tomorrow.
tonight in the tx hill country with the new moon, when you look up at the sky it looks as though there are more stars than sky.
to me, it's as if there is a sky-spanning, celestial duplication of a certain someone's twinkling grey blue eyes. thousands of longing gazes shining down straight into my own eyes...
i used to pretend that the stars were living things, migrating across the sky every night. i would wish that i could go with them to whatever new and exciting place they were traveling to. now i know that they stay in the same place and it is you, me, and our world that is spinning, tumbling, and traversing a monotanous migration every day.
song: love throws a line//patti griffin//impossible dream
good night, all!

VIEW 23 of 23 COMMENTS
hank williams
hank of hair
hank of rope
hankerin for a spankerin
hank