Monday, March 28, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
When Desert Lesbians Vogue With Momar. OOOooooo Girl!!
as one blogger put it
"Man, Ghaddafi and friends know how to rock a public appearance. I wish Obama dressed like that. I wish I dressed like that, surrounded by an all-female, non-matching uniformed, breakdancing hit squad."
Friday, March 25, 2011
I am ALIVE and WELL
Jeez, you would think killing off the last of my online hookup profiles would be less dramatic! not my intention of appearing dead or anything like it. Sorry if I alarmed anyone.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Diversion For A Fantastic Bird
young man have you heard
the pain of life lifted off with love
on the wings of some fantastic bird
like a cleft
or a diversion
in a stream
the remnants of a lucid dream
the remarks
from past lips uttered
undiscovered amongst the clutter
it catches up with you
when time changes all
in to a golden hue
the force of change
ultimately slows
in the wake of
time's undertow
the pain of life lifted off with love
on the wings of some fantastic bird
like a cleft
or a diversion
in a stream
the remnants of a lucid dream
the remarks
from past lips uttered
undiscovered amongst the clutter
it catches up with you
when time changes all
in to a golden hue
the force of change
ultimately slows
in the wake of
time's undertow
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Lonely People
katie its said lives all day in her head
marcus can't even stand getting out of bed
janet cries cause she's always alone
linda talks to shadows
inside her telephone
what if you
were lonely too?
what would you do?
David waits until the rain above us falls
Thom bets all his money on those horses in the stalls
Judy talks on endlessly of the
past staged curtain calls
derrik sits and gets lost in his teenage magazines
emily cries cause she's been robbed of her dreams
alma talks of the past and her favorite benzedrines
James turns on the stereo
gets lost in scenarios.
lonely people
never seem to know
what they should do.
what if you
were lonely too?
Alan sits and counts the wheels as every car goes by
Eli writes up all the shows by bands you never like
Monty plays all kinds of tunes
under soft shades of
the moon.
and
what if you
were lonely too?
what would you do?
marcus can't even stand getting out of bed
janet cries cause she's always alone
linda talks to shadows
inside her telephone
what if you
were lonely too?
what would you do?
David waits until the rain above us falls
Thom bets all his money on those horses in the stalls
Judy talks on endlessly of the
past staged curtain calls
derrik sits and gets lost in his teenage magazines
emily cries cause she's been robbed of her dreams
alma talks of the past and her favorite benzedrines
James turns on the stereo
gets lost in scenarios.
lonely people
never seem to know
what they should do.
what if you
were lonely too?
Alan sits and counts the wheels as every car goes by
Eli writes up all the shows by bands you never like
Monty plays all kinds of tunes
under soft shades of
the moon.
and
what if you
were lonely too?
what would you do?
Friday, March 18, 2011
All My Sleeps
might
[psychosis over white]
all of those memories
turned over into territories
of the forbidden
the house is ridden of the live mice
they crawl inside
the places old boyfriends hide
let them have the chaos
them them be sea-tossed
dried salted lips,
hung by the neck
with an albatross
just give me an easy life
why won't every single thing be easy?
why do I have to turn on my brain
to fix the same problem over
again?
where are the luscious baskets
of young boys for my endless fantasy parade
when my soul is so ugly
like fruit that never ripens
truth in your life
needs a stipend
to even exist at all
in all of my dreams
in all of these dreams
there was never one so
dishonest-but who deserved the sea
[psychosis over white]
all of those memories
turned over into territories
of the forbidden
the house is ridden of the live mice
they crawl inside
the places old boyfriends hide
let them have the chaos
them them be sea-tossed
dried salted lips,
hung by the neck
with an albatross
just give me an easy life
why won't every single thing be easy?
why do I have to turn on my brain
to fix the same problem over
again?
where are the luscious baskets
of young boys for my endless fantasy parade
when my soul is so ugly
like fruit that never ripens
truth in your life
needs a stipend
to even exist at all
in all of my dreams
in all of these dreams
there was never one so
dishonest-but who deserved the sea
Thursday, March 17, 2011
The Middle Of The Night (Wakeful Dreaming)
rain on me
quench the fire
ingiting in my head
in the middle of the night
evil soldiers chase
in the russian winter's cold
guns fired from trees like icicles feel
falling to form this frozen cage
dark thoughts vibrate
in a chattering mindful attempt at quiet
in dissarray, in darkness mired
in the middle of the night
there are no stars to been seen
a total absence of tendencies
ran out of glow paint a galaxy too soon
but the show goes on anyway.
every time the clock stops
and eyes close and the face locks
and shields of supernatural defense
while desirable, are ultimately dropped.
the film flapping on a reel
runs out before the final scene
the budget is cut, production abruptly
shuttered when at long last there is light.
you can call them monsters
they all take their delights
tiny pills are stepping stones into the abyss
in the middle of the night.
quench the fire
ingiting in my head
in the middle of the night
evil soldiers chase
in the russian winter's cold
guns fired from trees like icicles feel
falling to form this frozen cage
dark thoughts vibrate
in a chattering mindful attempt at quiet
in dissarray, in darkness mired
in the middle of the night
there are no stars to been seen
a total absence of tendencies
ran out of glow paint a galaxy too soon
but the show goes on anyway.
every time the clock stops
and eyes close and the face locks
and shields of supernatural defense
while desirable, are ultimately dropped.
the film flapping on a reel
runs out before the final scene
the budget is cut, production abruptly
shuttered when at long last there is light.
you can call them monsters
they all take their delights
tiny pills are stepping stones into the abyss
in the middle of the night.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Robert's Roast Beef
Well, I followed the instructions for reheating the roast beef that I got from Bob, from 2223 the other night and, gasp-I didn't ruin it! it was just as tender and delicious. I had it with a side of the rice from Red Jade the other night, piled over with soy sauce and the vegetables from the roast beef and it was also Goooood. That can also be spelled as gud. or goude, ummmm...I'd like to take this opportunity to thank all the cows everywhere for their kind contribution to this evening's meal.
both cats also benefited from your culinary generosity. I cut some of the most tender strips out from the center of the cut that was left over and tore it into little slices for the kitties, over a light bed of catnip. Tweed, in between licking his chops was heard to say "Meow, meow and MeoW!!" Josquin, not surprisingly, also said "Meow."
both cats also benefited from your culinary generosity. I cut some of the most tender strips out from the center of the cut that was left over and tore it into little slices for the kitties, over a light bed of catnip. Tweed, in between licking his chops was heard to say "Meow, meow and MeoW!!" Josquin, not surprisingly, also said "Meow."
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Love Waits / Love is Now
being sad
ocasonally
is okay
it means you still have feelings
that you are still human
giving all the way in
means
depression
has left you reeling
but it doesn't mean
it doesn't mean
you're through
they want you
to give up
pack it up
don't come back
from their attack
but no
your ability
is endless
you may not know it
but you've got traction
love is offshore
in the conflict
waiting for the time
to be right
to fight
for a lovewar
maybe you thought
you couldn't wait
that long
too many years
too many nights
filled with loneliness
and confirmed fears.
but no,
the serenity
will come when it is ready
hold steady
when the boots come to tread
deadly on the backs
of heroes
zero in on the indecision
play backwards
the fates'
indecent indiscretions
love waits for now
or for never
hold tight
love is always
and for now
when the mind's eye
becomes a hallway
hate is a doorway
you can fall through
for freedom
hopelessness
may have vast grasps
but no
see dreams come
your soul is the sun
love waits for never
or for now but
is never done.
-for Tasha
ocasonally
is okay
it means you still have feelings
that you are still human
giving all the way in
means
depression
has left you reeling
but it doesn't mean
it doesn't mean
you're through
they want you
to give up
pack it up
don't come back
from their attack
but no
your ability
is endless
you may not know it
but you've got traction
love is offshore
in the conflict
waiting for the time
to be right
to fight
for a lovewar
maybe you thought
you couldn't wait
that long
too many years
too many nights
filled with loneliness
and confirmed fears.
but no,
the serenity
will come when it is ready
hold steady
when the boots come to tread
deadly on the backs
of heroes
zero in on the indecision
play backwards
the fates'
indecent indiscretions
love waits for now
or for never
hold tight
love is always
and for now
when the mind's eye
becomes a hallway
hate is a doorway
you can fall through
for freedom
hopelessness
may have vast grasps
but no
see dreams come
your soul is the sun
love waits for never
or for now but
is never done.
-for Tasha
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
1990 Self Portrait
I know I look severe. What can I say, I was 16 in this image and still stuck in High School.
Dignity Missing - technical foul
Some of us are occasionally challenged by clothing options. Most of us rise to that challenge. Sadly, the same can not be said of certain groups of people-ex-strippers, the blind and those who shop, apparently, at Walmart-the very heart of evil.
careful boys! She flags Red!
Once it has been seen it cannot be unseen! impulse-buy scrub brushes are available at the check out to scrub your retinas off.
careful boys! She flags Red!
Once it has been seen it cannot be unseen! impulse-buy scrub brushes are available at the check out to scrub your retinas off.
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