Friday, May 21, 2010

HA HA HA









such a beautiful wristband,
or waist.
what will the concrete
hold for me
for the rest
of my life?
i look to the sky and see an orange.
a pitch black orange.
and i remember, when black lights were cool.
and i still think they are. i feel bad for
american apparel, if they are really
going under.
i wanted to
work there.
or somewhere.
the pain.
of no car insurance.
is too great to deal with.
that's why i became a wizard.
well, a magic non-athesist pagan
winking wondering wishing watching mind
rainbows explode in grizzly bear's faces
til they are bleed like bats,
run over by golf carts.

it's time to party!
it's time to party!
HELP ME! save me.
save me help me.

LET'S DO SOME
FUCKING LAUNDRY YO!!!!!!






i think
i'm too full of hate to write a poem!
i make music
instead
i want to smoke
jah weed
when is this storm going to hit
it's as dark as a deathcloud outside.
hehe.
fuck your
cookies.
give me
ice cream
and
what's the shit called
pudding.. cake
or whatever
the fuck
i love
.

b n l

and what about blanket?



a craigslist cat...



smoking that craigslist weed





what is going

to happen????






eep opp ork ah-ah