well, here it is past office hours on Friday ( Read more... )

I wrote a couple of poems spontaneously in class the other day when I was REAL tired (I was in a lecture-hall . . . I wouldn't be rude enough to do that in a classroom where it is more noticeable). I think they are kinda cool but I am unsure whether I should record them in my *good* notebook, because they seem pretty nightmarish and perhaps even ( Read more... )

fairyland is invading quickly. time for a cigarette. oh, I forgot---Pres. John Street has banned smoking all across the United States. that's why I made the switch to pipe tobacco.

"the autumn has its own story to tell."

"when pain grows, so too does tolerance to pain."

The Spider will eat
its own silk, when our world has
fallen cold and dead

it has been over a year.
I have nothing to say to you, except
Fuckin'A.

I hope there is no mathematician out there
Making love to the messages I've crafted,
No matter how beautiful she may be.

[remember The Patriot Act]
[remember milemarker--hypertext protocol]