Tuesday, October 27, 2015




Chase it
Fuck it
Dead it
Kill it dead


Sleep it stupid
Get up
Slowly but surely
Dress it up
Like a plaything

A trauma doll
Soak it in coffee
And propylene glycol laced with nicotine

Go about your business
Try to be discrete
Stay upright

Stay busy
Hold it down
Face it up
Keep it in
Dont talk it out

Empathetic and semi-lucid

A tall order in the small of your back

Now walk it out

Friday, May 9, 2014

#Strong сильний

Nervish dervish
Vigorously fervish
Put those logs through the grill
My body is a furnace

My eyelids are accordians
They play painful polkas
Behind them sullen children
Threaten with supersoakers

My skin is seethrough
And the blood that I am filled with
Is made of cheap wine and quality time
and rhymes about miracle pills.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Needed fire

Im an island
I used to be an atoll
But the tribes living in my mind and body
Needed fire
To cook what they had hunted

A thousand years later and the icecaps have melted
The water rises up
Covering the rest of me

My eyes wrote a letter and put it in a bottle
Let it drift out to sea and go the way of the current
And maybe someone will read it and come for a holiday.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

New Woody Allen 蓝茉莉

waiting, waiting, waiting..

I saw the new woody allen film last night
im not a huge buff but film-wise I get around

it was much better than the last one

cate blanchetts character was beautiful and monstrous

i snuck in:

some cheese pringles, soft jellies, a hipflask full of vodka and coffee liquor
and a pretty girl.

i ate and drank most of it in there.

almost every woody allen film ive ever seen is about adultery.

Monday, August 26, 2013

No Parking

Im grateful
I know my place
Born lucky
I know my place

I have to restrain myself

love me or run… Go!

Every time I go out of my way to feel alienated
people pull me in and tell me to snap out of it
I usually do

I love peer pressure

Im anxious
I grind my teeth
I take hours to fall asleep
I speak incessantly some days because silence can be lazy
and when Im done with words I don’t talk for hours because
conversation is at heart

an artifice.

or something similar.

I feel no emotion watching dramas on tv
But sometimes I find myself with what could maybe be a tear in my eye
When Im watching a Will Farrell movie
Or an old Simpsons repeat that I’ve seen at least 26 times

The one where Homer pays off his mortgage and quits his job and goes to work at a bowling alley which was his life-long dream and then he finds out Marge is pregnant with Maggie,
so he has to go back to the power-plant and grovel to Mr Burns to get his job back and Mr Burns puts up a sign saying:


And then Homer puts pictures of Maggie in between some of the letters, so that some of them are obscured and it now reads:


No parking.