Saturday, July 27, 2013


There, once said it all
Somewhere we went
And had it all
You, sweet

Monday, July 22, 2013


I voted in the last election -
And I won!


Ashed upon the sleeve on my arm
Runneled off my lip
Those things I see everyday...


Somewhere in the stratosphere we find so many little characters born of sugar.
Sugar junk in the magma in the lounge, and they come from all sides
To side large banks of retarded-cultured cocoa nuts
and then they went to the beach for the fires and the
We spoke briefly to the assailants and they agreed
that Rocky IV was the worst of species
And in later conversations we found that
firs and tea made all the set.

See! Even the devil can't resist JUNK!

My gums are BLEEDING!

Lady Fire is for infinity

It seems strange, to be on the bridge during the feast

Why do we capitulate,
When dawn takes us all?

Any psalms for the struggling alcoholic?

Saturday, July 6, 2013


The ozone and water are now gone,
They say it was war,