lollipop
i imagine people in indiana want to hang themselves on a daily basis.
could be polish perhaps
slicing dicing culinary extravaganza in yo’ pocket
rio de janeiro body surfing is tricky, especially when you don’t completely understand the power of undertows
my draw was so fast, perhaps comparabel to clint eastwood, and so i hit a letter before i had time to read that promt
an affair with the machine or just a fair machine?
should be used many presidential speeches in order to confirm that you are trying to appeal to the masses
an isotope connected to sanitation and sinclair street
running routines or ruotines is elegant but means nothing excet for the fact that it builds confidence
you have two eyes but a camera has i i converted to r g b a and maybe some frp ish
neil young reminds me of my dad and he is part of my family. i guess.
organinzing an internship for the fact of staying on schedule
saul williams glows like real black peole should. and last time he was in the same room as me it was not the opposite side of the room
the cocmputer has a magical way of spelling words and i have no way of editing my own speeling errors
i, can not it, impulsively, do it, do it, do it impulsively
without a context what is nothing
under the bridge i heard voices emerging from the lake
the voices seemed to be emerging form the melting ice
is something
“fool for love” – i’m gonna kill her you know, systematically, with two sharp knives, two seperate knives so the blood doesn’t mix. i’m gonna totrure her first, no you. i’m gonna just let you have it, probably in the midts of a kiss, just when you think everything’s been healed up…that’s when you’ll die.
love letters and false impressions grass hoppers, “go down to x and y street and throw a chair through the window”
acting as sculpting with psychology. the difference between present and watching myself being present.
maybe someday with bottle, handgun and a suitcase that matches my dark concealing glasses.
don’t expect to much and you won’t be disapointed
so many sad stories forgotten
i don’t care ehat anyone says, jello pudding pops are tasty
love, laugh, hope, sing
the anticipation burns straight through
doensn’t mean that much to me to mean that much to you
oral fixation
of all ways to go this sounds the worst, no matter where you live
it wont take away the dullness underneath
“as seen on tv”

i have died many times in the waves
my sheild is always up and walls are high
thinking about how unfair it is
after listening to that motherfucker speak it turns my stomach inside out
upton… where are you?
i know people who do sleep experiments, cutting down to 4 hours a night so that their routine productivity remains at optimal
finished with trying to help her
i have to remember to accept my family strictly as they are and not try and change them
no one will ever love you as much as you need to be loved
the other side is often quite correct
shit, i thought you were the computer!?
in the flash of flesh she moved me
conman
under the bridge downtown… oh yeah
mind melding with the universe is as good as it gets
for you to feel
ahhhh… american psycho, one of my favorite books. but what a horrible movie, no?
love letters soaked in semen to the one that you love
noting my true angle of inclination
light weight way to fly
ok then, i won’t
are there any other kinds?
bill cosby was a damn genius… and then he got old, just like i’ll get old and suck too.
three of my favorite words
cranky in the morning when there’s no blowjob to be had
i will make a new song out of your old song and never give you credit, because that’s not how it’s done anymore, we are no longer on a “credit” basis
jelly
catpower sounds worse than ever
bright hot buring light that pierced my forehead like zeus’ diamond shaft
in life”
high times

has the fire affected you in l.a.?
7.31 pm
leaving office
sinclain or downkilo downtown ton of town
leonardo da vinci minimal sleep. its not deprivation just scheduled dream meetings
trying to hard to impress computers
its hard to accept when they send you sweaters on your birthday that they really wish that you sent them on their birthday.
are we moving too fast or is it ok
fast or the feelings are mutual
don’t be worried computer. we are developing a bond
not with tranquilizers like barry bonds but virtual
thats what i was when i took over that alley and became a con artist of contemporay constituions convuluted in contemporaneous considerations
either the manhattan, williamsburg, or brooklyn, but i believe your bridges are different
soldering together the rings of hawkins hierarchy cintrifical force
it takes a lot and i rarely feel a lot
its based on expectations or the unbelievable power of individual imagination over collective imagination
sometimes i want to fuck letters but their slit is too long and sharp sharp sharop
obtuse or acute true or false to be or not to be
they both effect eachother or affect
is what i say when the conversation makes a turn for the unexpected
of people like different types of candy
post no bills, cosby, gates, murray, clinton
to do a favor for someone is a favorite rite of passage
i want to make a video for youtube where my dick is held and masterbated endlessly by endless hands with a tight shot and it lasts for 28 minutes and people watch the whole movie even though all they want to see is the last 3 seconds
socratic method of credit cards yields no one asking the right questions
fish are squishy and sting people swimming in the ocean
than catpower trying to sound like they are catpower
these are all cases of gods becoming mortals

is what i am not doing right now
cheech and chong sitting around wondering how they got so rich off of doing the right thing
a whole country and burnt our houses down
a date that meant a lot to certain people and also equasls 38 when added
an american tradition of being able to reinvent oneself
fun upupand away today for the benefit of all mankind
remrem hit me again
the bodacious queen of siam
the day of the winter solstice
i fractured my ass
flowing silently through the dusk
adenovirus which may well prove fatal
balco falco bulkemup irresponso
theres something important in the way it pieces places together
jupiter doesn’t make you feel as crazy as mercury
hearts of steel
there is something living in you and you and you
all you would ever need to do is hand write something
theres no such thing as wrong and right
through the intensity of our friendship we are not affraid to travel
the words never come out of you and i speak in block letters
tiny feet in sheets
giant faces and alcholic beverages have relaced the trees
girlfriends just don’t understand
they want you to live this way
for years, i would never go far enough to dunk
of all the women she’s the one with the most
the wine kept spilling the further it went
to lists are dumb
can’t think of the words after movies like that.

burnt house, i moved back into it my myself before it was finished. i live in the one complete downstairs bedroom. alone in the woods with my dog. it would freak me out when the plastic would blow and flap in a strong wind storm. the house eventually was finished, my parents moved back in, i went away to school, and my mom accidently ran over the dog.
there’s some cheesy line in 3:10 to yuma, said by a strangely insinifigant woman named emmy, something about some men you can wake up to every day and not notice them…then there’s some you spend 10 minutes with that stay with you the rest of your life. i didn’t put that in my paper.
tod hanes think this about bob dylan, i think he has a crush. he talks a lot, tod.
benifits.
i want to
gay trannies
with wishes, the meadow below mr. rose, snow, snow shoes, a thermos of apple cider and whiskey. the full moon.
it’s fun to be, content and the boys i’d fall for when i could still play punk rock mix tapes in my truck. but fractured means so much more than that these days. i picture new york as a 1950’s hitchcock film. maybe rosemary’s baby could make the cut also.
stalking
the more you give someone antibiotics, the less effective they are. i sat in good company in a shitty cafe someplace away from time square, waiting for it to turn 9:15. the movie started. “i’m still in love with him.” telling her had the same effect when you say, “my grandmother just died.” she said, “yeah…well…”
rock me amadeus, google the shit.
of me that you’ve never seen. ha.
earth
stars
at the living end
never
morality is bourgeois
labor
illocutionary
toy organs
manchester
dancer
redfaced old man at it again
are the best thing in the world
or you live that way, ’tis no consequence of mine
are many days put together
ashley hanes, i’m crazy for her
down my thigh

of people that we could have committed after the revolution
i get all confused when i think about the war movie
dog alone on the porch while the parents were away
mutant virus on texas military bases
i loved bob dylan
of sobriety
jump rope all the way to the electric chair
that’s my town
a vacation alone in pennsylvania with my amazing girlfriend, that’s what i call romantic
white riot, i wanna riot, white riot, a riot of my own
not sure if the new superstrain will be what destroys my grandmother
in the year 1984 the rock band falco records…
what i look like with out my shoes on
loving hippy motherfucker
are for ninja throwing
is what we’ve got going on here
mind the bullocks
i too used to study philosophy
call it what you will
fundamentalist informationalist
big is my favorite tom hanks movie
united
united. josh. christiania.
in the dark. as a nurse to keep the stalker psycho killer from shooting her. the dress was way too short.
when i’ll never tell
every day
the kind of thing i don’t like to think about.

black letter
maybe i should get a tv
to my ankles, to bare feet, granite rock, and holding breath just before jumping into an isolating pool of high altitude melted snow.
to loving, to work. missed birthdays and re-training desired impluses to call.
just had to think about last christmas when i painted my nails red. i waited all week until just the right moment to do it. if i painted them two days before, they would chip before his flight came in. if i painted them too soon, they might not dry in time. it will be almost a year ago next month. they’re red now. i was in a rush. they look ulgy.
my parents re-did the back deck after the house burnt down. they put down this new and impoved plastic wood that was suppose to last forever. a season of snow and a summer later left that deck warped. it turned a mealy grey color. every time i come home to visit i arrange the deck furniture and take off the summer pads to keep them safe in the garage.
the kind of ideas i’d talk with my sister about while she was visiting. we blew up the air matress and i looked through her cosmo insecurely. i asked her if what was in the magazine was true. she said some things were. but at 17:48, can’t seem to kill the crush. in fact it just gets worse. one semester and a year to go.
dylan. i listened to him as i cut off all of my hair in the bathroom. i also pierced my ear with a safety pin. my dad said i looked like white trash. my mom didn’t say anything. i felt like a champion that day.
3 years or so, working out of school. asia and the neccesity to be polite changed those tendencies. johnny walker arrived in my mail box on wednesday. i didn’t expect it.
training for high school basketball season. but i broke my leg sledding that summer. coach mauer let me pass the camp even thought i just sat against the wall and lifted some weights with my arms. he seemed nice but he would go on to ruin my brother’s life.
just how it goes. i guess.
my parents took us to the liberty bell. there was a protest going on and the tourists were pissed because they couldn’t get a clean shot. to think of girlfriend, i’d need to press enter
some familiarity i might be able to pin down in the days heather told elobrate lies to the elders.
creates. daryl had something like that written on his shrit. otherwise, i’d guess that the danish enigma may be writting me a letter on a spanish train. perhps it’s my turn. i have a hard time remembering when i get so busy.
i was two. i lived in hawaii with my mom and the cockroackes. my dad was in truckee.
i had to wear some amazing ones for the shoot…they were converse and had flags. they must have been two sizes too big because when i tried to bolt out of the room, they slipped off my feet like clockwork.

no
could make a deal with…
i didn’t go to odessa because my exboyfriend talked me into going to copenhagen and berlin instead. he said he wanted to understand this missing part of my past. i fell for it. again. but the good news is that i know where to find a car that gets good gas milage and think i can make it the odessa, america in about 3 days.
i don’t
to feel. maybe it’s because of the recent gusting wind and the count down to the solstace. fuck, i really can’t spell.
funny what happens to these phrases when you try them on non-native english speakers
grandpa. at least he wants to be something still. i hope i do when i’m healing up from a motocycle accident in my late 60’s.
unrelated
airlines
he liked to hold hands and feel one
so much darkness
leo risings don’t practice selflessness
work sleep talk do do do
meditation can bring you back
tiny sexy dresses in red lights
this indecision lurkes
long summer nights. wanderlust
relations that don’t work just don’t
renyard red tart forego cosmetic luxury feed child instead selfish morals lost
bricks would have solved that one and lasted longer plus a burning tire in the front yard
better to school life and stick with the technology waveform chicks are like that fragile mental state in perpetuity
dylan wrote propaganda, believe nothing unless love in the heart of it. body was better left unaltered
jack kicked johnnies ass 1776 and school is limited, propogating trans humanist crap, try hawking instead not found in school bastards think humanity is ugly virus just self loathing whiners without solid philosophy all crap anyway too late
discipline comes from within and can’t be taught except after a total mindwipe marine corps empty jar filled with crapulence and mistrust killer. then witness turpic deeds by thine brother suicidal cyclohexamine hypnotised kill the wife and child
but dies halfway there all wet in the desert scrub with the son only 8 and fucking texas pickup truck
blood in the history means liberty refreshed in the present no fear die for the children
contempt of the familiar heather pin the judgement to the shirt forever marked as the fringes of the camp cold and alone hunts your children
messages are read by many but only understood by the one

speedfreaks and mystics bugs are robotic shrink tools from the mind lab don’t get bit nanite lower arm
at least identifiable, without insignia and then concerned for life and limb peeking in windows from small cells in st. louis remotely
gosh i hate nazi’s until i get my paycheck and shiny boots and mothers cross up high on the waffle iron in the middle of town at midnite for all to see and die
no sorry i changed my mind
seventh tribe in dan land real hebrew got let off the hook numerous times i wonder. get out the orange and fight but not for gold or drink
the ride from prenzlauerberg to kotbusser tor by bicycle is quite pleasant.
no future
do anything, so have a company do it for you.
yes you do i saw. always contradicting never understood cut off in the middle of interruption hurts at night
is usually better than “native” engish. but what a ridiculous categorization.
james dean, scorpio rising, morrissey, indiana, griffith park
stop masturbating before ejaculation arm tired and raw dick three time an afternoon pills and booze sleep
everything
funny happens is right bub
fucking horrifying death
yay!
never makes perfect
flicked like a bug not hand of god but forbears bad knee
nothing is truly unrelated, thought manifests all energy vibration potshot destroys paralell plane x3
complicit secret squirrel in row a first class jerk
like belly press better real lovemaking
is truly the realm of misnamed lucifer not eternal at all wool eyes
gemini risings angst conflicted internal battle is obfucating the path yellow bricks not a joke remember
hella drugs each night real god lucid like never before
open the jar leave the box for brave and hardy souls light rising
a trick! watch that one, be wary of teeth in there, christ!
that never occured to me, three breaths or move onto the path again
looking up throught the sheets of lights of the trees
robbed from the common man modern slaves pascified by sony missing sun
look deep down in the dark

dream like stated can occur even when the mind isn’t altered
solidtude for the abstract minds
clinging to a situation, look, time is a one way road to boredom
pinpoints in the brain can be re devided
golden slumbers fill your eyes
riding like someone is chasing
sitting alone wondering if someone is coming
feeling occur when we get insecure
laziness from ignorance
rising signs, tides, and sea changes
when you share a bottle of whiskey out of a brown paper bag, in public, on your way somewhere. a jerk kissed me on the cheek. i told him not to. he did it again. i punched him in the face. my only mistake was that i didn’t give him a black eye because i aimed too low.
going through with my bad ideas, like jumping down into the subway tracks instead of going out, crossing the street, and paying another 2 bucks.
tricks
something about a moth and a 30 page document sitting in a filing cabineet some place in my parent’s closet
tangential
new friends
results if you don’t want to end up like sara in darren’s film.
this is the last week. i don’t think you’re reading this right now.
throw up on the table of the famous sinefeld diner. college kids.
andrei rublev
trickster
just when you’ve got me hooked you’ll pull the plug
did you hear the one about the…?
met in a back alley and he sold me what i thought was crack, but turned out to be something that made me go blind for 2 weeks
jarheads! love ‘em!
the sexy dentist who concentrates on cleaning my back molars so that her cleavage hangs open and brushes against my chin
short cut method of barbarism
recycling has now become compulsory in california, not so elsewhere
market driven considerations of the new slave market
yes, i love pussy too.
cutting cutting cutting again
fish hooks in the sunshine
take a back seat to the real ideas of progress
sunshine is like piss
boy, you’re going to carry that weight a long time…
finish him johnny, finish him!
often times when i am depressed by the amount of work that i have to do, i wonder who david is doing and then i feel better
occult of feeling
is next to godliness
surf
public drunkeness again and again and again and again
pay 2 play
are for kids
try not to look so disappointed, it isn’t what you hoped for is it?
crossgenital
are my specialty