Saturday, April 23, 2005
this is a poem i wrote about your mom
a star fell out of the sky today
it burnt out so fast it was hard to catch
but for a few moments night was day
it was all over the evening news
did you see it?
i hope so.
because it landed on your house.
it burnt out so fast it was hard to catch
but for a few moments night was day
it was all over the evening news
did you see it?
i hope so.
because it landed on your house.
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Sunday, April 17, 2005
ladies and gentlemen, darkness is spreading: a weekend in pullman
senior golf, radioarms, booze, scenes in the parking lot, hanging out on the roof, describing things people do and using it as a joke, smoothies, barbeques, aquateen, mary jane, mary kate, doing things immediatley, 21 runs, narcing it up, being surveillanced, getting punk'd but not really, bitch slaps, watching the sun rise at denny's, coors light pitchers at 6am on the dot, deathcab, cowboy hats, kidnapping little kids, dead rats wrapped in newspaper, clitkington, fuck your couch, darth kyle vaderland, demon shakes, being realler than the streets, no sleeping ever, rallying, ice cold urine kegs, losers at life, being armed, banning words, turn up the keyboard, salad fingers, rusty spoons, dodging cops, big pimpin', spendin' cheese.