Wednesday, September 30, 2009

verge


temporarily un-existable.
i make words up now...
explanation need not strict correction.
hold me.

Monday, September 28, 2009

granny snaps


centuries of birthdays marinate my flesh
age of my bones are merely a facade
age of my soul, never ends
young of years and old at heart.

dont argue, im relentless
i have better things to do
my memories are endless
too many, for time so few.

take comfort in a time so distant
that never involved your existence
were i can still feel innocent
i AM infinite

your a sorry discgrace
separate you from your manlyhood
shove it in your OWN damn face
make sure im understood

Friday, September 25, 2009

ziggy played guitar







seldom found peace in a generation that requires no skill.
i am nostalgic and sentemental.
i am time itself

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

optimus prime




Sunday, September 20, 2009

craving salad

this is emptiness amongst gluteny.

Friday, September 11, 2009







"bless your troubled heart."
"you take that back!"

Thursday, September 10, 2009

take the most important possession you have,

and set in on fucking fire,
document how it made you feel into an essay. then eat it.
then make a short video about the human digestive system and call it sally.

this is how obsurd I find this entire process.
but i do it.
to the sound of applause
while i'm thinking of how stupid they all look.
and how i wish i could change the world

still do



always will
tired of fighting
dizzy
like i ran around in circles for a year
and like someone let a wrecking ball loose at my stomach.
so i said
"how many different colors does sorry come in?
ill get three of each and dump them at your front door"
<3

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

missue











now rub your elbows and meow like a lizard.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

though the dust might settle on my bones


"The truth does not demand belief. Scientists do not join hands every Sunday, singing, 'Yes gravity is real! I will have faith! I will be strong! I beleive in my heart that what goes up, up, up, must come down. Amen!' If they did that, we would think they were pretty insecure about it."

-Dan Barker

secret life



From the moment you felt infinite to the moment you demanded validation, were barely two blinks apart.
But don't worry baby; we've all lost interest, there's no need for a fresh start.

Doomsday could never melt that icy heart.

Friday, September 4, 2009

jade stockings

i desire nothing of you
i have all i need

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

box's of tangerines






micro-photography, google it! amazing