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happy. it is terminology long, long lost. in through and out. one can make eye contact only so...

Thu, 12 May 2011 17:57:55 -0400

happy. it is terminology long, long lost. in through and out. one can make eye contact only so often when it is lacking. iness. there may be beauty. topical application should come with an instruction manual. a list of caveats. a rule book of sorts. a solid smile. with repetition decays into a vapid grin. soul much less. much much less. meaning nothing and delivering nothing. a message apparently lost in translation. over time and through the ages. legacy and knowledge. learned behavior. the mind jars and jangles. riveted by the capacity for limitations. limitless in ego and id. so this is it. this is the next. the myth is portrayed. the legend is lacking. but celebrate. exclaim. perpetuate. you are the punchline to your tragedy.

this. these things I miss. reading aloud alone to hear the fanciful voice of characters come to...

Wed, 02 Mar 2011 21:29:29 -0500

this. these things I miss. reading aloud alone to hear the fanciful voice of characters come to life. being the only living. breathing within four walls. absolute silence in the cityscape.

waking not to wake up but to acknowledge and respect the day. then pocket it an waste it away because it was mine to do with.

singing songs and sliding along the floor returning to a creative journey that took me nowhere and never needed completing. taskless except for thinking and processing. loneliness is an art form and an oft overlooked badge.

playing the same guitar notes over and over again. minute changes invoking subtle wrath when they just don’t sound right. pull offs and hammer ons into infinity. no songs need to be written. no score to be completed.

an audience and liaison into the looking glass. to see ones reflection in the mirrored edge only leads to questioning the relevance of tomorrow.

mortgage. retirement. career. adult situations carried out by children. old soul at fifteen. elder statesman at thirty. there is always more to learn. digest. process. but to what? myth. legacy. infamy.

what are you leaving? ask not. but for you are youngest immediately and older as you read on. bring forth another. disrupt tomorrow. or just move along. nothing to see here.

wheeze. breathe. it is all in the game. gag. choke. cough it all up. loudly. obnoxiously....

Thu, 13 Jan 2011 15:57:25 -0500

wheeze. breathe. it is all in the game. gag. choke. cough it all up. loudly. obnoxiously. for the world to hear. same as your arguments. as your knowledge. backed by incoherent ramblings and data. same as before. same as the last. not even relevant in the nineteens. now it is decades past into the twenties and you’re gone. alone. solitaire.

in your eyes. someone saw something. then someone else. then something else. itching. scratching. waves and waves of snow falling off hot lava. the desert sand turning into blizzards. and down. and feeling down. working it off. working it out. solidifying content over compassion. is this rewarding? sad smiles. downward facing glances. the negativity is based around mounds and joys. the nays. the crimson. it is still there. it will always be there. snow from land. it’s a bitch.

the giant. tides displaced and dissuaded from goals and to goal. everything is an oyster. to be eaten. to be over indulged. the minority in this situation is that no was never said. origami dreams into over indulgent realities. thesaurus does indulgent no favors. when your shirt is a sail on sale. deep in the recesses of reality personalities exist below the stoked flame. lead up to leaders. shadows of success. deep, deep chasms exist in personalities and conflicts. the size is not in the specification. the mind isn’t in the medium. nor the message. wells filled with ashes from soiled days and relations.

temporal. this is this is this. time shifting around everyone. always moving forward except in...

Mon, 08 Nov 2010 17:40:49 -0500

temporal. this is this is this. time shifting around everyone. always moving forward except in the case of nostalgia. terrible story telling time as the children gather around. tomorrow is a day is today is yesterday.

postpone death. for a bit. for a chance at redemption. preemptive first strike. content over...

Mon, 11 Oct 2010 18:21:59 -0400

postpone death. for a bit. for a chance at redemption. preemptive first strike. content over consumption. creation over contentment. lifestyles of the rich and the listless. tomorrow is the same unless it is made again. a force of change and to abstain. from the pursuit of happiness. from liberty. from life. objects only have the power you give them. same as hierarchies and respect. earn lest you yearn for it. cliches of eat or be eaten. violent opposition waits around the corner. preparation. experiences. loyalty and trust shall overcome fear. uncertainty. doubt. don’t be overlooked or forgotten. the legacy is waiting to be written. one away from mythological proportions. every second is an opportunity. embrace. embrace. embrace.

death. rumbles around inside a lot. looking at eyes. torsos. appendages. it’s not...

Fri, 08 Oct 2010 16:02:30 -0400

death. rumbles around inside a lot. looking at eyes. torsos. appendages. it’s not morbidity. it’s living. acknowledging life. wondering when the table will be empty. eating alone. thinking about life. love. the day when tomorrow ceases to exist. chicken. egg. the thought process is currently sound. it accepts input. bounces around internally. communicates. processes. internal dialogues are complex as they are simple. yet they exist. getting more and more data as the days progress. but one day. it’s coming. the day. when internalization will no longer be acceptable. the complicated nature of internal dialogues will cease to be productive. and then there will be a voice. it will speak. and it will answer itself. sad for that day. for anyone who has that day. the worst day. the day that remembrance is at stake. the day the king of pop is the king of rock and roll. and that makes sense. until told otherwise. the thing. the round thing. the blue thing. the city. when logic fails. when senses fail. when all else fails. you are your own truth. it’s either keep silent or start the internal dialogue. solitude. but who to pass the salt?

william. lying in wait. always. to take credit. to quash the naysayers. i fear one day...

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 23:24:38 -0400

william. lying in wait. always. to take credit. to quash the naysayers. i fear one day he’ll truly be the ultimate alpha. where the kindess. the niceness. will be washed away forever. the balance will be gone. perfection out weighing the personification. one ups manship at its worst. stepping on heads and devouring souls. spirit. hearts. once by a beach. twice in a building. three times out of doors.

solidarity in smiles. in youthful glances with extreme elderly experiences. human nature molesting the human condition.

wilted quad. granular. ities.

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 17:39:33 -0400

wilted quad. granular. ities.

something sad. not necessarily specifically sadness. but saddened. again and again. being let...

Wed, 12 Aug 2009 17:04:19 -0400

something sad. not necessarily specifically sadness. but saddened. again and again. being let down by a shit world. hope is worthless because it’s trying. disappointment. not even internally but on all the external forces that show through.

with shaded glances over gradient eyes. tears still drip down and around the face.

Mon, 03 Aug 2009 16:59:08 -0400

with shaded glances over gradient eyes. tears still drip down and around the face.

wacktacular conversations. there is one lesson. one. and only one. nothing changes. ever. ...

Mon, 03 Aug 2009 00:09:44 -0400

wacktacular conversations. there is one lesson. one. and only one. nothing changes. ever. it’s the same. you feel the same. young. old. fat. small. boy. girl. the insecurities are real. the real shit is real. and when you don’t find kin, you suffer. you don’t teach the lessons. don’t bottle it up. let it out. you’ll alienate whom? you’ll ruin what? if they love you they will overlook. if they love you they will reconsider. they will overcome. rules. rules for your unborn.

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Tue, 14 Jul 2009 16:05:27 -0400

the self. imposition of sleepiness. taxing situations. heavy. eyelids and hearts. easily in emotion and sway. nothing usual. higher brain function is a myth rather a legend of a myth. of a story. of a time. both random and calculated. so close to weeping for no rreason. for lack of. for asking of. compassion.

some days waking is a critique. of life. of times. of others. todos and task lists spring forth...

Sun, 05 Jul 2009 11:48:15 -0400

some days waking is a critique. of life. of times. of others. todos and task lists spring forth like a fount of reckoning. the subconcious worked overtime last night to bring all the data together. brought forth as a firestorm of critical inspiration to move on. and out. and up. inspiration comes in bouts. n rounds. here is wishing it away one day. normalcy. stupidity. just like ev

trust is a commodity. treated as such. it’s been a bank. and when you are rich with trust. ...

Sat, 04 Jul 2009 18:26:42 -0400

trust is a commodity. treated as such. it’s been a bank. and when you are rich with trust. you want to run. run away. start fires. burn. burn so many bridges. i think less of all of you. of you. and you. and you. billions taken. bridges burned. esteem taken with self. ness. less. and gone. deadbeats. not even poets. artists. musicians. just straight shit birds. attracted to the stink of each other. no redeemable qualities. quantitative. qualitiative. going. going. gone. six months and we’re through. six months and we’re done. see you. see you. see you. and all is fine. all is well. no one is hurt. no one is done. desparete measures call for despirate times. there is no light. mold growth. out of control. parasites and plagues. overcome? good luck. we’ll need it. excise is an exercise. in futility.

i’m. i’m. i am. slowly. ambivilant. love. love is for strangers. for lost souls. ...

Fri, 03 Jul 2009 22:42:07 -0400

i’m. i’m. i am. slowly. ambivilant. love. love is for strangers. for lost souls. missed connections. crossing the street and solitude glances. life. life is different. it’s routine. it’s boring. it’s real. things are the same and are the same. you can’t shout life from the rafters. you can’t. you can talk about a great lost love. because it’s a story. a myth. a legend. what you did with your life. your love. your want. your need. you’re next.

it’s the end of high fidelity. there is another beautiful girl. there is another mix tape. there is another cliche. but then there is the girl at home. she likes you for you. for the foibles. for the years. for the regret. long past are mixtapes. and slowly settling seems fine. not failure. but i’m not there yet. i can’t handle it. tomorrow starts tomorrow. it’s the future. it’s meant to be. alone. moving on. moving forward. no one loves you less because of tomorrow. only regrets today.

time to be bousterous. to be rowdy. to laugh. head flopping back. smiling and clapping. with friends. or acquantiances. because when this shit floats. it should only be confined to two people. and you can’t tell you. it just doesn’t work that way. because once it’s said, the seeds of doubt are buried. rooted down. trust is a myth. the infrastructure is rotted. and tomorrow is worse than yesterday. and we all weep at the dying of the light. alone. in solitude. because it’s not you. it’s me. it’ll always be me.

lexicon. drafts of impossiblity. waves of immortality. egres. the need/want of egres. the fear. ...

Thu, 02 Jul 2009 15:06:39 -0400

lexicon. drafts of impossiblity. waves of immortality. egres. the need/want of egres. the fear. the overarching. neverending. unimeded. fear. of live. of living. mistakes were made. dishes were done. visible cacophony. failure it screamed. fail. her.

bastion. of hope. love. and somehow solitude. to be together is to be alone. a hypocratic...

Wed, 01 Jul 2009 17:26:30 -0400

bastion. of hope. love. and somehow solitude. to be together is to be alone. a hypocratic oath. when like becomes love and stability. boring. tumultuousness is variety and robustness. life. life is the change in the wind. seasons. spice. dune was just an amiguous stoner trip of the cliche ‘variety is the spice of life’. the spice is life. what happens when you’re bland? when it’s over. is it instant suicide? acceptance. acknowledgement. living inside the mind and wholly admitting some form of successful failure at middle class living? is this what life is all about? settling. rooting. down. spiraling. not so much out of control but down the toilet that is the suburbs.

scared. of the past. the future. the linearity of the time. i can ruin this. i can ruin it once and never get it back. i’ve done it a bunch. a load. a bushel and a peck. do it again? ruin it for life. run.

onus. of reality. on the shoulders of the few. what. happens. when atlas. shrugs? that’s...

Fri, 19 Jun 2009 12:08:07 -0400

onus. of reality. on the shoulders of the few. what. happens. when atlas. shrugs?

that’s one of those parties you eat before and after.

fort. knox. imprengiable. except for the logic. the fallcies. the failures.

cardboard signs. veteran. father. morning commute out of the shelter onto the streets. stop...

Thu, 18 Jun 2009 15:08:18 -0400

cardboard signs. veteran. father. morning commute out of the shelter onto the streets. stop lights on exit ramps. cadillac suv. beckons and calls. scurry over. money exchanged. small talk ensues. from the lips ‘where were you?’ green light. relationship ended. foot removed from brake.

hang it up. for the kids.

summer time. pool side. life guard. smiling wide. spf. 15. 30. 45. fair. light. skins...

Mon, 15 Jun 2009 15:43:13 -0400

summer time. pool side. life guard. smiling wide. spf. 15. 30. 45. fair. light. skins showing no signs of remorse.

no life signs.