Friday, April 20, 2007

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Notes

1. This dull fellow speaks up.
2. What a donkey-tethering stake this is.
3. Wu considered this answer rather extraordinary. The arrow has flown past Korea. Very clear.
4. Wu is filled with embarrassment, forcing himself to be astute. As it turns out, he gropes without finding.
5. Bah! His second reply isn't worth half a cent.
6. Too bad! Still, he's gotten somewhere.
7. This wild fox spirit! He can't avoid embarrassment. He crosses from west to east, he crosses from east to west.

Sunday, April 08, 2007

night

Kettle whistles hot water.
tea crisp and still.
Creaking floor.

breakfast

Cat leaps from ground to tree,
startles birds to flight.
Branches sway,
another spoon full.

Friday, April 06, 2007

Soap up!

Rub-a-dub dub
We're all in the tub,
And damn the waters hot!

Thursday, March 29, 2007

knee deep in feet, with no inches.

Freak, eek a mouse.
I ate off a plate and sat awhile
A picture, a friend, a bend in a line
Will crawel along, bitch and whine.
But what a pretty hair-doo!!
Love me black.
Love me blue.
Love me please.
Love me, you.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Stanza

go as I can
to soon, swoon two and fro
bow and arrow will fly true
always understated round, never through.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

somethin for da honey's

yo check dis yink out!!!!! many coo mixes!!!!! Whoeber can tell me what the title of this blog is representing, will win an all expessiss paid trip to my house...........woooooooo!!!!!!!! holler!!!!!!1

first post in quite awhile

Style:
I'm gonna make sure to turn the cure into something that does last as long as the cast stays to the left.
Create and try to be unique please.
Too many cheezy peeps be frontin.
Ya heard?
Ya hear
Ya he knew what to do but "he" didn't.
Then that is where we is.
What can we do but "be".

It's a funkin dinasaur!!!!

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Here's some of my music

be patient the files are large. I'm trying to cut them down.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

silver nation

I listened to the silence
and heard nothing
stillness bent,
solitude dragged
through time
by the pushing of my third eye.
split down the middle
any delussions about these plastic children
they will one day sleep
cherish, clouds and sand
as tales told
before you forget
remember love.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

In and out

fresh
fresh memory with a candle in hand
remember to kill the older one
the one with the paronoid finger
he told you to leave the paraletic ones
but you knew better
wash away
wash it all away
feed the mouth
that numbs the lips
seed a new life
petagree