too many
generations
of skeletons
will be passed
through
generations
of closets.

Some things are ( Read more... )

lament for the lost..

this might be a declaration

( the men in my life )

written nov. 12 ( Read more... )

dude, i remember when like no one knew about hatebreed. i've liked them for so long and now just cuz they're on mtv everyone thinks they're sweet. well i've liked hatebreed forever.

quit harshing my mellow.

i like my stuff, too. (you know)

but i'm going to sell all of it (not for horse coke or diet pepsi) but so people can have it without having to steal it, god damn it. win-win

nudity unsettles me

chest cold - because sinus infection was so last season

July 27, 2005

Late,
late into
the night.

Post-rain;
a heavy and
humid rain.

The drops have
stopped
falling.

The wind
blows the leaves
of green,
green trees.

The water
collected on top
looks,
under the street lamps,
like a dust cloud
being blown off
an untouched
bookshelf.

-details should be felt and not seen.
The End.