"The Moon"

The moon
Which is made
Of the silvery
Powdery
Stuff of moths'
Bodies and spat
Speculations
Of witches
Grows sleek
Through the years
On the offerings
Of small, nameless
Men.

Now it rides the
Night sky
Shining white
As the bones
Of the dead.

They may bear
Away stones
if they dare

There is more
To the moon.

Well... it's days like today when I feel the carma police have it out for me. It's been wretched and long day in which unexplainable acts of anger were gestured at me. I suppose since I wear a company shirt I am obligated to be somehow responsible for all my coworkers actions or mistakes. Further more as I stand here before you (angry customer), ( Read more... )

So I figured out how to get rich quick: we come out with a new scent for men! And it is the scent all men would wear because it's the NEW big thing. Why dont we make a perfume or cologne that smells like ( Read more... )

god i hate tax...

If life is affected by a super-natural or spiritual being then I conclude it has an odd since of humor...

"What we deserve and what we get are usually two separate things..."

"For if love is an ocean, on which sail the brave,
we should welcome the storm winds,
and the wind driven waves"

missed my flight, oopps! Sooo another night in Keene and leaving tomorrow early to make sure I'm on time. When you fuck up or forget I like to use one term: manifest destiny. Austin tomorrow, soon

lost in the sauce
lost in the sauce
lost in the sauce
lost in the sauce

The holidays were kind of stressful and stuff. My uncle was in the ICU till christmas which was scary due to his health. But I was able to see all my cousins and family from Dallas so it was looking up. About half-way through christmas day I started getting into the spirit. Hope everyone is doing good and looking forward to the new year!!