hm...
APPARENTLY, this is how one makes a blayke:
5 parts jealousy
3 parts crazyiness
1 part empathy
so i hijacked jess' old myspace and found this little thing in Aaron's page. yes, i know i boycott the damned thing, but i needed to do it so i could take a look at a few profiles and what-not, because i need to keep my sanity every once in a while and tell myself that i'm better than those myspace whores. which, of course, demands that i stay up on what a myspace whore is. but every once in a while, i want one again. just to talk to my friends... maybe i'll make a mock one. totally trashing the entire thing. like, the epitome of internet cheaptrick. i just may do that...
but let me tell you, i'm starting to wonder. about everything. i can't give it in prose right now. take what you will from this:
t e a r s a n d s a l i v a become one substance,
united in the face of a common offender
as the shadow of deceit approaches, gun in hand.
any trace of backbone d i
s
i
n t
e
g r
a
t
e s
.
what was once stature has become as lifeless as the h e a p
o f
f l e s h on the floor.
eyelids constrict one final time,
the bro ken shut ter of this frac tured 35mm is
a lens filmed with dirt, and the dust of all dead.
this s
i
n
k
i
n
g ship will d r a g all into antipathy in its wake,
and the debt will be paid while you sleep.
May you kick and scream in peace.
5 parts jealousy
3 parts crazyiness
1 part empathy
so i hijacked jess' old myspace and found this little thing in Aaron's page. yes, i know i boycott the damned thing, but i needed to do it so i could take a look at a few profiles and what-not, because i need to keep my sanity every once in a while and tell myself that i'm better than those myspace whores. which, of course, demands that i stay up on what a myspace whore is. but every once in a while, i want one again. just to talk to my friends... maybe i'll make a mock one. totally trashing the entire thing. like, the epitome of internet cheaptrick. i just may do that...
but let me tell you, i'm starting to wonder. about everything. i can't give it in prose right now. take what you will from this:
t e a r s a n d s a l i v a become one substance,
united in the face of a common offender
as the shadow of deceit approaches, gun in hand.
any trace of backbone d i
s
i
n t
e
g r
a
t
e s
.
what was once stature has become as lifeless as the h e a p
o f
f l e s h on the floor.
eyelids constrict one final time,
the bro ken shut ter of this frac tured 35mm is
a lens filmed with dirt, and the dust of all dead.
this s
i
n
k
i
n
g ship will d r a g all into antipathy in its wake,
and the debt will be paid while you sleep.
May you kick and scream in peace.