I May Be A Liar, But I Ain’t No Snitch… – News From the Front of My War With Kim Kardashian’s Ass and The Broken Internet I Have To Return to Marcellus Wallace Before I Quit This Bad Business

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alQ8ZyJXTI0 Never Listened to Kanye, But I Remember the Review She Once Wrote 'Half way through I was like, Ok bro, I get it - your dick's down my throat' What I love most about mental illness presenting in the popular cult? The boys are back in town, and I don't feel so alone - … Continue reading I May Be A Liar, But I Ain’t No Snitch… – News From the Front of My War With Kim Kardashian’s Ass and The Broken Internet I Have To Return to Marcellus Wallace Before I Quit This Bad Business

In a Cold Sweat Feeling the Worst I Prolly Ever Felt, I Got Out of the House and Ordered my Favorite Thing At the Chinese Place Near My Old House

And the lady at the counter with whom I have this fun repore says "You look good" so, you know... score! If I wake up in the dumbster and sleep more erratically, Spend more time begging for fresh air and downpour The doctor asks and I say 'Like I said I don't think it's some … Continue reading In a Cold Sweat Feeling the Worst I Prolly Ever Felt, I Got Out of the House and Ordered my Favorite Thing At the Chinese Place Near My Old House

What of… All This Talk of Divine Right of Kings? And As Far As Sympathy for the Devil…?

One may of course, possess such things... But of consideration for the Devil...? Lest we forget the shameless nature of that thing After the day fades, and the fear of night begins Lest we forget and find embarrassment In having the will to walk away In shining our light... on all that knowledge of such … Continue reading What of… All This Talk of Divine Right of Kings? And As Far As Sympathy for the Devil…?

Come On, Let’s Make a Scene

I remember a time When all we cared about was each other And if we had that knowledge that the world was out to destroy us It was so direct, in at the spear tip of our natural desire to conquer it And now, and now, And now Lightning cracks Out of Sync with Thunder … Continue reading Come On, Let’s Make a Scene

What Were We Talking About, Even

Father, How did we come to the Hoover Dam Talking about politics and the ineffectiveness of ineffective leadership again I think I said they want to blow it up We were in discussion over why some find motive only in opposing, Where one cannot move to make one’s community any better Without pointing to the … Continue reading What Were We Talking About, Even

Dirty Dream For The Lust Mechanics

The shower delivers Hot water cascades like chance encounters, running rivulets of conversation With stranger at a laundry mat where we chat and borrow quarters And you play pinball while I wonder when the spin dries up Am I the gutter, nowhere? Or do I yet yearn for broken teeth. Don’t take shit for granted … Continue reading Dirty Dream For The Lust Mechanics