Waiting, fixating on this lazy situation, fixating on this over large stomach grumble I can’t cook jack and this patched face with bits of hair sticking out front and back with smoothness all about. Still in love with out a doubt, got a cut on my finger still alive with out a doubt. I’m Not clean enough and I have no hot water to lament upon. Just live cold love and a solid brick of soap, it’s okay being alive though, that’s how you know you’re alive. Appreciate being alive… Read more Broken razors, empty gastank →
Caterwauling, cat’s calling and I’m calling you. Calling you to ask you, like a cat! Cats don’t want to talk though, and I’m no cat for sure and for sure I can tell you why, and it’s because I want to know you. Just more and more honey, pour and pour sweet honey all of it! All! Of it out! All of the if’s and’s or but’s. What if? what and? what buts? What or what if? let’s jump on the bus and stand till it all comes pouring shooting… Read more Inspiration →
Happiness, lacking this, whacking bits and pieces, tackling each bits and each pieces, fleeting moment while I’m at piece and bits are flying off the deep end. which end lighter then? Lighter then mightier then, the strongest Picasso, abstract regardo? With my regards I give you my hearto, jump starto. I die my heart stops and my headache brings me back, all the way back, back ‘er up into the now. Into life. Jumpstarts me all the way back into life. Thank god for my headache you damn headache you… Read more Happiness →
My stomach rumbles Hungry like a lion in the jungle Drip drooling outta my lips fooling all the young schooling kids and hooligans. Darker then teeth clenched in a trench drenched in blood. guts, gunpowder, tears and mud. heart sinking outta chest, thinking outta my brain less coke, less hope, smoke from guns, just shot, screaming I’m just young stop. chop my arms off and leave my soul to die. chop my legs off so I can’t run away, awry
I can make the most of this day I can I will I might Bit I could just drag my feet Then suddenly it’s night. Let’s change the world NO! The worlds changed enough and it knows how to change itself any way. It can it will it might. WOAH! Lets change ourselves then suddenly we bite like fish to tackle or dogs to toys Woe! Then suddenly we forget. Then suddenly we are disillusioned Then suddenly we are awake Then suddenly we are frightened Then suddenly we forget Then… Read more the 1954 flood level →
Getting paid to write isn’t that grand. More like Writing at work cash in hand. Doing a lot but never a little Fiddle diddle diddle fizzle Work to long to hard and sizzle out. Far out, long, far out, there sizzle out. Chilling hard all day whats work but to get paid, Keep your brews cool old school beats pumping old school new school wish I didn’t go to school. Foolies, coolies, toolies hit that high hat like you’re getting high school street fat street wall street fat cat.
I drop the cat I pick up my oath I’m no oaf I drop my oath And pick it back up There is something in my cup. Living life so peaceful for today The third cigaretter, Smoking life away. Dripping with addiction fear, apprehension, love, distrust, mistrust and trustfulness. I’m full. fuller then a cup, a bottle, life, life is full, fuller then anything Life is everything. observe you fool, I’m a fool, I’m full.
Easy there baby, patience is a virtue. If you can’t beat em don’t join em. If its war you want ask someone else. You can’t lose if you don’t participate. That is idiotic and the very thought ruins me.