i just can't do it.
i tried to write an entry saying something that i meant
or that i thought represented me.

but i can't.
and this doesn't either.
suffice it to say:

we just need to sit in a car.

shit.
a bunch of daisies roses and tulips are covering up my lizz-eggs.
and yu know what?

the bramble forest has got to have some ir-repare-able
comb out?
i wonder

but what the true question is is

what uncovers the most flowers,
without some problems
with bugs?

i bought a vaporizer.

the players ( Read more... )

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one name: Robert Frost

on my back porch:
bubbler
black and mild
cherry cola
poetry
vogue
love.
bonfire
tonight
again.

i'm having a bonfire tonight.
come over.

i spent some quality time with a good friend today and that was really exciting. it is so good to be home again though. my room just sings to me of good space. i have been living at havana. every night. except 4 tonite. i love sweet tea although i haven't been drinking as much of it as i should be. soothing stuff. decadent tea ( Read more... )

i went to yonder mountain string band last night ( Read more... )

just boiled some of my shit;
trying to clean out the stench of _____.
we're having a huge garage sale tomorrow.
it's the douche of the century.