No more impressionist paintings for me please
I'd rather study how
of all the things scientists can dream
it's the color of a dinosaurs skin that really irks me
you just fucking don't know
how can you make flesh green and speckled from...bone
I want purple dinosaurs
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
A Sculptors Tale of Love and Murder Suicide
Say you haven’t been out to the Sycamore Grove
With that good for nothing Benjamin StoneRegardless your word’s no good
Eliza saw you there
With Benjamins hands tangled in your hair
And all the while I’ve been home
Carving a bust for the Counts wife
When Eliza spoke of your whoring
I slipped and cut my hand to the bone
I’ve slipped and it will cost you your life
I’ve slipped and missed the mold
But I swear this; I will cast your bones in gold
sell them to the highest bidder
and commit my suicide
I am a sculptor
And you are my muse, my wife
With that good for nothing Benjamin StoneRegardless your word’s no good
Eliza saw you there
With Benjamins hands tangled in your hair
And all the while I’ve been home
Carving a bust for the Counts wife
When Eliza spoke of your whoring
I slipped and cut my hand to the bone
I’ve slipped and it will cost you your life
I’ve slipped and missed the mold
But I swear this; I will cast your bones in gold
sell them to the highest bidder
and commit my suicide
I am a sculptor
And you are my muse, my wife
Friday, May 8, 2009
Pen Knife
My latest heart attack
has been electronic thoughts
written with a blood red pen
slashing
three cheers for the weapon of choice
longhand whimpers and growls
bated breath
then, howling
slipping from page to page
prowling
slashing
let loose the hounds of war
all over those expense reports
there are better things to do
on a Monday afternoon
has been electronic thoughts
written with a blood red pen
slashing
three cheers for the weapon of choice
longhand whimpers and growls
bated breath
then, howling
slipping from page to page
prowling
slashing
let loose the hounds of war
all over those expense reports
there are better things to do
on a Monday afternoon
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Home
I miss the heat rise off the blacktop
the quarter pipe in the driveway
War Pigs playing and a cold beer
I miss all the pretty girls on the weekends
the fist fights and shitty shows at the Big Fish
I miss the dive bars
I miss the rum soaked trips
outside of town, bonfires and the river
blood on my clothes
blacking out and walking home
I miss The Busey Banks and sweeping 'em clean
I miss Jenny and her habit despite the way
it made me want to tear my own flesh
for loving her less
Palo Verde and Q and brew pool cues
I miss Rivas burritos and Dougans humor
Arizona in all of its sweltering heat
and its thunderstorm blues
pool parties
punk rock shows
rattlesnakes
and a bleeding broken nose
the quarter pipe in the driveway
War Pigs playing and a cold beer
I miss all the pretty girls on the weekends
the fist fights and shitty shows at the Big Fish
I miss the dive bars
I miss the rum soaked trips
outside of town, bonfires and the river
blood on my clothes
blacking out and walking home
I miss The Busey Banks and sweeping 'em clean
I miss Jenny and her habit despite the way
it made me want to tear my own flesh
for loving her less
Palo Verde and Q and brew pool cues
I miss Rivas burritos and Dougans humor
Arizona in all of its sweltering heat
and its thunderstorm blues
pool parties
punk rock shows
rattlesnakes
and a bleeding broken nose
Play
Juggling dreams like molotov cocktails
going through life chasing a ghosts coattails
I'll see you in lobby during the intermission
the red head deserves an honorable mention
but no dice
you can't die twice
going through life chasing a ghosts coattails
I'll see you in lobby during the intermission
the red head deserves an honorable mention
but no dice
you can't die twice
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