Monday, September 26, 2011

Welcome to a day in my life.

For the full effect of deep emotion and imagery, play "songbird" by Kenny G

I wake up, rub my hands down my chest. It must be chilly
I go into the spread eagle position, then upper dog. Oils all over.
The dim torch reflects florescent lights from my skin.

I throw on my silk robe, kiss my cat (kieth) and head upstairs.
Commando, I walk out the front door for the newspaper.
Just as the neighbor drives by, a dog catches a Frisbee in front of my Wilson.
I smile.

I walk back into my house to the sensual smell of "Dark Kiss"
I get on blogger and admire Kal-el and Coconut Kweller for 8 hours.
I watch Charlie Schmidts piano cat on youtube. Post a comment.
I prepare a bubble bath, and read "seventeen" magazine.
I ease into the steamy water. Hahhhhht........ ooooh..... that's nice
I make a beard out of the bubble. I look like Santa ROFL. 

I shave until my arms are to exhausted to keep going.
I yawn. It must be late. I drink a bottle of elmers glue to get me through the night
I spill. No matter, Kieth will lick it off.
zzzzzzzzzzzz



  

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Green Day assignment

I walk alone. I walk alone.

It's raining dead cats and burnt rose pedals. The sky is grey, the dark mark appears. The lack of  color drowns out any color that still exists.

There are tall sky scrapers to one side of me, the front doors are locked with a rusted chain. all the windows are covered with ply wood.

To the left of me Emma Watson is hand cuffed to a railroad. The key is in my mind, but I cant reach it. Ginny Weasley stands next to me, free of death, the sight of her makes me vomit.

There's a soccer ball in the gutter and a motorcycle the gets farther away every time I get closer to it, taunting me until I rip of my shirt

There's a building on fire full of gold and money, I don't go in to save because the money isn't worth anything no more.

a cougar bites me and steals my guitar, he plays it much better than i could. Emma Watson is very impressed.
Chase Hansen tells me to "go long", every step i take i get fatter, i cant run much longer. The ball is coming towards me.... it goes over my head and Micah catches it in the end zone.

I cried out Heaven save me, But I'm down to one last breath, And with it let me say Let me say Let me say..
Hold me now

I'm 6 feet from the edge
And I'm thinkin
Maybe 6 feet ain't so far down.

I walk alone. I walk alone.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Dwarfed Creation

A dog (female) wearing sunglasses came up to me and asked:
What do you think about my fur?

I'm thinking about your fur like jews think about hitler

I'm thinking about your fur like russians think about stallin
like tough guys think about bawling
like quadriplegics think about bowling
I'm thinking about your fur like life thinks about death
like life thinks about meth
like jocks think about Mcbeth

I'm thinking about your fur like honesty thinks about a liar
like water thinks about fire
like the Omish think about wires
like Saruman thinks about the Shire

I'm thinking about your fur like Bill Cosby think about rap
like Bill Cosby thinks about crap (Whats the difference, LOL!!)
like thugs thing about the Gap
like everyone thinks about Japs
like fat kids think about laps
like Micheal Jackson thinks about Paps

I'm thinking about your fur like letters think about E-mail
like O thinks about peeing on Q
like T uses V
like E effs G

I'm thinking about your fur like cheating thinks about fair
like hate thinks about care
like tobacco thinks about D.A.R.E.
like steal thinks about share
like muscle thinks about tear
like 1 thinks about pair
like officer Thurston thinks about hair

I'm thinking like tourist think about class
like hybrids think about gas
like intelligence thinks about sass
like butts think about swass

like peace thinks about war
like less thinks about more
like....
Dog: I'm beautiful and so is my fur

Me: I know.... I'm sorry

Friday, September 2, 2011

Love

Love is the beating the water temple with out a water vest. 
Love is the immediate satisfaction you get from itching yourself. 
Love is a tngiable rainbow. 
Love is magic, dark or true. 
Love is what Mr. nelson feels for his wife. 
Love is Marvin Gaye
Love is a robot's greatest desire.
Love is a man and his dog
Love is a clock that's never right.
Love is a song