my bones are creaking
the the timber of a ship
that has been too long between two docks

i started writing a little bit again recently. i'm jsut gona put occasional thoughts here for a bit ( Read more... )

i take my showers hot. i get so clouded, i become the vapor, my thoughts melt and flow
i end my showers cold, at just the right moment. clinching. dripping, until i breathe. its a baptism of my daily manhood.

I look out into the lush leafy woods ( Read more... )

~to my dad~ (who i can hear brushing his teeth and staring in the mirror sniffing to see if hes got any new nose hairs ( Read more... )

THWAP! The ball soared across the room and bounced off the far wall. It hit the floor again at a strange angle and did not return to the other side of the room. Jack let the air rush out of his lungs. He hadn’t realized he’d even been holding it there, or for how long. He dropped his racket, which landed with a resounding clang on the wooden floor ( Read more... )

i leave my dim lit desk ( Read more... )

Don't want to play the pity cared
Don't want to tempt you with no cigar
You can stay in the front seat of the car
I'm only doin what I can

Don't think the money will stay
Don't try to make it may way
Just love me how I am

if i had an axe ( Read more... )

heather told me to get into the christmas spirit...this is as much as shes getin right now. i have an amazing lack of creativity at westfield and this is the first thing i've writen here thats not a paper or a simple journal entry ( Read more... )