You can really feel it, out here at the
end.  On the tip.  At the peak.

Torsion.

Some bastard far up the line stepped

off-center

so we all just twist with it.

We all warp. We all sink to that level

just to be steady.

Don't grab the edges though: They'll cut you.

It keeps reiterating. Spiraling out.  Complicating into an end with blurred edges and run-on ( Read more... )

I'm writing a lot again. I wanted to toss this little bit of verse out, I'm trying to expand on this one but I need some thoughts/comments/criticisms/questions/concerns/anything ( Read more... )

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Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me ( Read more... )

Its a hot summer coming, and a
warm winter gone
and somewhere in the middle
two new lives were made.

I'm coming back soon.

1. Open a music player.
2. Go to 'all music'/'library.'
3. Hit shuffle/repeat/randomize.
4. Find photos of the first 15 artists/bands that come up (no repeats and no cheating).
5. Have people guess who the artists/bands are. (No checking source code)

( here's mine )

Mmkay. What?

Yet another good night in New Orleans. That's all I have to say. More later.

And "whoever Molly is, she's the shit."

Using only songs from one artist cleverly answer these questions ( Read more... )

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