a sphere
a small, simple sphere was unhappy

he was a processor, a refiner
he was given large slabs of raw materials
every few seconds
and was to break them down into nuggets of power

he worked in mitoc, a ria of the hond
this was a small powerplant
in a sort of microcosm in a sort of sea
a bubble of a sea
and he was dissatisfied

he did not like the monotony ( Read more... )

trapped in opposition ( Read more... )

i have long held the belief that letters carry certain connotations... not quite actual definitions but more suggestions. but i don't really wanna talk about that. just know that i believe k, s, t, and c are much colder than b, d, and p. and short e is open and flat whereas the closed o is... well... closed and personal or definite ( Read more... )

crapping out putrescence is a hell of a way to spend a day
sat down determined to get any ol' shit out
whether it reeks sour or bitter
like a cesspool or a body
i must expel it onto paper towel
and show it to the world like a proud monkey
it's my greatest trick yet.

the settling of this acrid ( Read more... )

they've got us surrounded ( Read more... )

well, here we are again ( Read more... )

well, things have changed since i last looked into this corner of the world.
i'm less regular. let's not be so personal.

i went to wisconsin, but i'm not in the mood to relate all the things that happened there. i'm just gunna deliver the news.

I GoT APPENDICITIS AND NOW MY APPENDIX IS IN SOME BIOHAZARD BARREL OUT IN MICHIGAN. i have pictures. true ( Read more... )

i'm sorry, darling ( Read more... )

sick birthday time. big bash. i had a good time, then i had a better time, then the alcohol was gone, then i had more fun, then robocop and coffee, then sleep, then eggs and kerri's hateful bitchiness, then friends, then 99 for delicious chicken and salad. shoulda gotta sandwich, i think, but hey ( Read more... )