lamenting how long it had taken go
these researchers are far too expensive
oftentimes most people don't keep their word
a single pill victims of injury
and loss but do not know how to say time
could very easily be shortchanged to
start thinking the unthinkable the best
george holliday's home video footage
crucifixion imagery added
until four hours before that is how
top papers covered up at to attack
in class or work at original strength
a cool psammitic splitting thing rifled
relative pawl in an outlined ratchet
i never ever know the right thing to say i
don’t know anything to say i never
know it’s so bad that i don’t even know
the wrong thing to say i can’t think of the
wrong thing and then determine the direct
opposite and then say that so i just
open my mouth and say stuff because i’ve
seen that saying nothing makes people quite
uncomfortable even more so when
speech is expected and the words just fall
out like trash falling off a carelessly
overloaded barge sticky chewed useless
garbage words crap useless not worth repeat
absurd erratically delivered
waste barely adequate unseaworthy
not load bearing thin cracked dribbles to its
ill-prepared rancidity all i can
do is just stare at it and hope no one
notices and try again but it all
just falls out of my mouth like a bite of
a downer-trashed pillhead’s grilled cheese sandwich
drops into his tea-weak coffee in the
majestic diner when he falls asleep
whilst eating a cheap lunch with some spare change
tin plates push the edges together for
breakage pain the frames run faster chase the
lined krakatoa cannon mount our saint
lady helen of the jagged fire
ceiling comes to my chest why would any
fools to go up over the bend to be
drilled all full of holes a taking the lead
rubble astrally projected down to
the buried last lost seconds nowhere now
to run but gray huddled himalayan
winter's charred grin advances remorseless
consume your fuel scatter your bones wasted
hemmed in by planet-loads of age old schist
tides wash the shores blood for the moon's cold lungs.
- Waters from the Moon
- What the hell is wrong with me these days? I feel ...
- The Face in the Fire
- The Mouth Of Mother Reposing in Sultry Forms
- Mafalda's Choices
- It is increasingly obvious to us that your pre-tri...
- For Robert - Happy Birthday!
- Under my umbrella... ("You don't need eyes to see...
- Duck The Weaving Hammer
- uneasy action (two)
- the statement of alex
- holy weak
- the writing on the wall
- Headwise Takwin -- video by DMAH
- Waiting for the Man
- Graham, Yesterday in the bedroom I didn’t understa...
- 666 shots of dope dope dope dope dope dope dope...
- Fishy Smells in Leather Pants
- Hey! Rolf! WTF! Pt I
- The Rot and The Festering
- ...an angel playing...
- In one of the benches near the pulpit
- Under Recurring Con(De)struction
- In Dreams
- The Boy at Play
- Eraserhead Beat Symphony
- ever since august 2006 theres been five occassions...
- nene considers athiestic materialism
- not even trying to look ashamed
- hack thy way to power
- Look! Up in the Sky! It's a Bird... It's a Plane.....
- In a Style of...
- used to be a decent place in comparison to some of...
- Suddenly late... ...all alone
- Saturday and eyes so drifty... drifty...
- you/who would?
- A Few Hours, Dragon Quartz
- WHO WROTE THE BOOK OF LOVE? ...
- The end...........
- Litany to the Moon
- office offall
- My Cholostemy Bag
- I SLEEP WITH BASTARDS
- My eyes were often full of tears from the strain o...
- Deep Green
- he pokes holes in plastic bags
- sTICkY aS MoThEr
- TEN REASONS FOR CLEAR THOUGHT PARAMETERS UNSPOK...
- Hypno.reprogram.Subconscious.programs. Staurophile...
- The Origin of N and R
- Amid the silence he took off his hat
- ▼ November (90)