bones to dig up and mountains to fall off of. ill build you a plane and fly you to space. fall asleep in a hammock high in a tree. move out to the desert and catch rabbits in bags. my name will be boris your name natasha, well praise the lord jesus and start speaking in tongues. well hide with the penguins, wearing rented tuxedos, on some ice in ( Read more... )

i fall down the stairs. a broken plastic sled bouncing behind me. i hear a housefull of people gasp and panic. im too drunk to speak. "hoyshit! aryou alrightman?" "shith!someone calln ambulance! he brokes his spine!" i havent had the wind knocked out of me in twelve years. "im alright! im alright! these fuckin stairs look softer than they really ( Read more... )

i lay in bed pondering the distance between two points. someday ill gaze up at the fluttering leaves and realize how alone i am. my only friends are long dead fossils ( Read more... )

we climb the twisted branches higher up the festival tree. i hear the pound of the pulsing heart grow louder. gifts from half sleepy strangers while trailblazing. a handfull of ganja, a jug of alcohol juice, a sticky and drug laced gooball, water, beer and jelloshots. its good to be appreciated. errk and i play half fucked up songs all night and ( Read more... )

killing slugs between my fingers. carrying soft and rotted pieces of wood that will never burn to a fire. my name is forgotten by everyone. as i bend over, presenting my hand, the dog snarls and tears at my fingers with gnashing yellow teeth. i scream but everyone else laughs ( Read more... )

under violent clouds and whispering thunder i slip on the moldy bark. i panic and try to claw at the nearest branch. losing all my balance i plunge into the river. as i pull myself out and onto the sand i realize how much time has passed. i havent been in the river for six years. i never want to feel that water on my skin again.

solo bicycle adventures through winding trails in the plains. the heat makes me pass out in the sand dunes for two hours. the pilot in his red airplane is always watching me. i lift a defiant middle finger at him and wish him death. later on i hear news that some rednecks caught a full grown bull moose with a broken leg out on the very same trails ( Read more... )

a decade long search has come to an unexpected end. i clenched what is left of my teeth and tear the legs off without hesitation ( Read more... )

i take a deep breath and march into the forest. this will be my lifes adventure. this will be my certain death. carrying nothing but sleeping gear, water and a walking stick i will track a bull moose in the heart of rutting season. i will stray as close to the beast as i can until it kills me. if im lucky ill find a climbing tree when it charges me ( Read more... )

i climb a tree for a better view of the sunrise and fall asleep. when i return home i receive a frantic call. "can you come in as soon as possible? i need someone to clean out my car." . . . "clean your car?" . . . "yes. its gonna take you a couple of hours. you need to make sure that every hair is out of the car, that every spot is washed off, ( Read more... )