ya think I’m not writing ha Ha think aheadatime for that next summer job it’s what ya should probably do… she’ll be makin’ her way ’round the mountain when she’s done absurd I’ve one girl on third waiting for a home/run home running a home running from a burning home everything all gone duplex living…… Continue reading Rants
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The Crunch by Charles Bukowski
too much too little too fat too thin or nobody. laughter or tears haters lovers strangers with faces like the backs of thumb tacks armies running through streets of blood waving winebottles bayoneting and fucking virgins. or an old guy in a cheap room with a photograph of M. Monroe. there is a loneliness in…… Continue reading The Crunch by Charles Bukowski
25 Random Things About Me
For those of you who aren’t connected to me via Facebook, last night I posted the following: 1. I didn’t start smoking or drinking until about 33 years of age. How else, other than being under the influence right now, would I get the notion to fill out a silly list such as this? 2.…… Continue reading 25 Random Things About Me
Family Blood
family is past blood and more about location and limits itself to innermost gears of how you work and plod along through growing times. what is seen as silence as if a trappest monk has visited and sprinkled fairie dust all over the place. giving a fuck is sometimes hard to muster. time is telling.…… Continue reading Family Blood
Privates
as above this belowgood morningit’s better further init’s better to write and keepit all on paper for the eyeeven myselfI’m having too much ofa drunken timeto listen others readI’m feeling like anasshole for that buteverybody’s got onenone of this is easy towrite down in a flowand share with others whichshould be a reminder to usthat…… Continue reading Privates
Grasping
a reminder comes that as long as there is grasping there is suffering which is suddenly comforting as i sit awake near 5 AM and think who I can be, like a better person on Wednesday morning in the wake of Tuesday’s blast depressive ruin to all day bouts of slug and catatonia. a storm…… Continue reading Grasping
TEMPORARY
I have a new thing in the works, here on the journal. Strangely enough, I seem to be doing a lot of my favorite writing here. And this is fine, but I also want to move more into the realm of physical print. And so if you read something here, then I turn around, print…… Continue reading TEMPORARY
KRS Notes In Real-time
Just minutes away from the legendary KRS-One. Needless to say, big excitement is in the air. And there is still time, so come up if ya got nothin’ to do this fine Friday night; even if ya do, cancel out those plans. This is a big night in hip hop for Houston. Why wouldn’t ya…… Continue reading KRS Notes In Real-time
Into Town
bike into herepast the empty warehouseall the countless stars sittingpolitely up in the skybike onto this note shift and closing earweird earnames remembered slidbehind the stage my picture from the wall likean omen a shakey handa firetruck of an alcoholicmoney found from under thereup to New York pregnant with Atlas’burden down to the third coastshould…… Continue reading Into Town
Closing Time
everyone get outthis is get the fuck out of the bar song12xUclosing timeMinor Threat throw it oninquire as to what your intentions areswitch out the iconare things down to…?porno mag on the bar left behindthese are leave-behindsand cast-offssleep back therefall down and be back therehow come I end up where I was bornI don’t know…… Continue reading Closing Time
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