6-6-06
Nine Inch Nails comes to Birmingham
With opening act: Bauhaus

Anyone gets in my way and they get hurt!

So I spent the time period between around 3:30 AM Sunday morning until around 11:00 PM Monday evening with a quite nasty migraine. Finally, by the grace of God, it broke. Today, I have no trace of the headache and, in addition, feel incredible simply due to the absence of the previous pain. This makes me wonder: is the secret to enjoying life a ( Read more... )

My first day back from vacation is today.

I have had a raging migraine since yesterday.

Coincidence?

I sleep on a tar roof

scream my songs
into lazy floods of stars . . .

a white powder paddles through blood and heart

and

the sound returns

pure and easy . . .

this city is on my side

If one's basic life-concept, the reference point on the map, is the slow (if not rapid) dissolution of everything that matters, the degeneration of all things until there is nothing but the sensations and realities of the moment, am I moving backwards by steadily tethering myself to those things which are the construct of the future? Or is it just ( Read more... )

Have you ever felt the need for one blinding, purifying moment of the irresponsible? An instant of pure id-ness?

God help me ...

I've just purchased a washer and dryer set.

What have I become???

You Are 74% Evil
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"I get many phonecalls now. 
They are all alike.
"are you Charles Bukowski,
the writer?"
"yes," I tell them.
and they tell me
that they understand my
writing.
and some of them are writers
and they have dull and
horrible jobs
and they can't face the room
the apartment
the walls
that night--
they want somebody to talk
to,
and they can't believe
that I can't help them
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"these are the dead
the smog
the stink in the air
the lepers.

these are almost everybody
finally.

seagulls are better
seaweed is better
dirty sand is better

if I could turn that old cannon
on them
and make it work
I would.

they disgust me."