to ethan...and 'those' girls.
like without a 'k'.

cum cum cum check it out
check the time check my--
i've been alone long long
pretty hair whips you like--
you like?
oh you pin me right into place inside i'm red like wine
you like? being drunk of my--
oh so subtle
you play me better than that guitar.

The breeze sliding through the half open window stirred her dreams. Bare shoulders, mouth half open, black hair in disarray over the thinning feather pillows-she lay in bed wrapped in the blue and yellow quilt she had made the summer he left. She could see him. She was flying above the snow capped mountains, still in her nightgown, her hair ( Read more... )

"It was really sad - Bobby's and my affair. The only true, passionate, and lasting love scene, and I practically ended up in the psychopathic ward. I had really learned about sex from him, making love, loving, giving. It just completely blew my mind - it drove me insane. I was like a sex slave to this man. I could make love for forty-eight hours, ( Read more... )

( 7yr.old Revolutionary Poet Riles School )

After my breakdown over theory last week I stopped going to class, tried to sleep myself into oblivion the next day, and spent my weekend forcibly relaxing. Wonderful Saturday of excess. Went over to a friend's and smoke/drank/smoked myself into molecules of apathy. Played the guitar, talked, laughed, helped someone vomit, yelled out the balcony. I ( Read more... )

i need my monthly epiphanies like i need to eat. it's been almost two years since they left me. my vision is getting worse. everyone looks like blurs to me unless i have my glasses on. i'm skipping class today to wash my feet, look at the blossoming daffodil bulbs i stole from school grounds, and sleep ( Read more... )

Hi Jimmy....that doesn't sound funny at all. In fact, I think your sense of humor needs a re-adjustment before you lose your integrity and (gasp)your 'manliness'...all that sacrifice to buy into a fraternity. Do you need friends that bad? How about you pay me $50 dollars and I'll be your friend. Oh right, real friends aren't the ones you pay for ( Read more... )

trumpets announce their arrival. blonde pony-tails bob the way for: "the patriots!" They arrive dressed in black on top of a stage in front of a hundred students they stand. they are surrounded by the ever smiling cheering uniformed bodies wrapped in ribbons. i bet the ponytails smell squeaky like soap. The patriots stand tall and dark. The " ( Read more... )

dark grey days and my head is full of rancid thought. my negativity has expired and somehow i'm still allowing it to sit there and rot ( Read more... )

July 2004, drunk at the information booth at 8 am ( Read more... )