January 2010
17 posts
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Drunken Ramble
Ahlan Wasahlan,
I’m welcome here,
Mas, moto, more,
Pour more drink,
Cut more lines,
Let’s toast to death!
Todo, Everything!
Mout!
Fuck you,
I love you,
Brother,
Murderer,
Abandoner,
More drink! Moto!
Mas, mas, mas,
Hate unspindled into perverse love,
Mas, mas, mas,
Spasiba,
Ljubov moj drugovi,
That’s what they say,
Let’s sleep,
That’s how...
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Unwelcome Guest
Libations proffered sweet sorrow,
Gleaming smiles steadied the heart,
The tempest was roused by uncertainty,
Vanity was the unwelcome guest in the room,
The man boasted loudly,
Wholly unaware of the weary gazes,
He trudged forth like a dutiful soldier,
Disseminating lies ad nauseam,
He never had the courage he spoke of,
His hands trembled as he spoke,
Beads of cool sweat formed on his...
Whining F*ggot
I wrote this for a friend who doesn’t have a clue.
I’ve got a secret,
I’m sitting in the back end,
You might be on to it,
The facade is my best friend,
Lies are the poison of choice,
Obscurity has been lent voice,
Truth is that I fear you,
Can’t be anywhere near you,
Rapid palpations,
Shattered concentration,
All I feel is rapture
Perhaps I’ve been...
Do You Still Care?
I see life as a huge joke. It’s a sick one, and the delivery is way too long, but when it hits that sweet blissful punchline, my friends, the laughter rolls out. My last words will be, “Ha, you silly bastards”. Then I will punctuate that statement with deep raucous laughter until I flatline. I will laugh because everyone tries so damn hard to reach a moot point. They literally...
My Day Sucked (Yesterday)
Her: Dude!!!...you never spilled beans and told me why your day was so horrible!!
Me: My day was horrible because it was wasted! It's ok though, I'm better now.
Her: Oh ok. That tells me a lot! Sheesh! I said spill the beans!! Sheesh!
Me: So the day started with me catching 5 different buses to get to the Unemployment Office(which by the way no longer exists... but I'll get to that). So I'm doing the Bus Shuffle because one dumbfuck driver after the other doesn't know how to get to this place. By the 3rd bus, I catch a train ride to the Boulevard, and wait for the 28 bus. This was supposed to be the bus to get me where I had to be. Well whaddya know, this simpleton doesn't know what the fuck I'm talking about. I'm pissed at this point, because this is draining my NONEXISTENT funds, and exacerbating my already intense home situation. Needless to say, I find myself catching a bus that finally takes me where I need to go. Too bad... because the place no longer FUCKING EXISTS. So now I'm waiting for the last bus, because I give the fuck up. The people at Social Services don't even know where the place is. I would have better luck stumbling upon the Garden of Eden. So, now, I'm waiting for the bus, and this fat White chick is trying to take my penis. I'm anxious for the bus to arrive so that I could escape. That's been happening a lot lately. Everyone wants my cookies. I don't know why. It makes no sense. I digress, I'm riding home and I get the most insanely insulting and angering conversation in recent memory from my father, and I wanted to stab him repeatedly with a blunt knife(that hurts more). Needless to say, my day was shit. There you go, beans all over the floor.
Her: Now look what you've done, there are beans EVERYWHERE!!
“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.”
– Jiddu Krishnamurti
Crap I Generated In My Head
Recreational drug use
Sandwiches
Purple
Hottentot
Sausage slip
There. Something different.
This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things
The world seems pretty complicated. Economics and politics weave together to form an intricate web of oppression, exploitation, and manipulation. We slay each other on various matters, such as land, resources on said land, labor from indigents on said land, and to stroke our own egos. The saddest thing about humans, is that they never mature. The same rules on the playground apply in everyday...
Game Theory
Well, well, how interesting. Now we will see who is the larger snake, who has the most potent venom, or rather, who has the balms for the deeply scored wounds. It rests on the edge of a knife, mirrored minds deadlocked in an infinite web of negligent malignancy. Watch the chambers as they spin, and cringe before the burst of the round. It begins.
The Great Outdoors Is My Refrigerator
Man it is cold. Colder than my frigid, calculating mind! I don’t know who angered the Heat God, but you’re fucking up! Anyway, the weather is one of the things that is making this job hunt so difficult. I mean, who needs frostbite on top of steady rejection? Not I comrade. What happened to the old ways? What happened to the time when men could get by on the merit of their character, a...
Are You Poor? Me Too!
I hate forcing out a post but sometimes it’s just good to jot things down. Over the last few days I’ve been meeting some interesting strangers. There was Marcel, the Bulgarian from Germany who I recommended Nabokov too, David, the cook from Alabama, and the affectionately dubbed “Vinnie”, who was beyond drunk on “New Year’s”, and I hope he got home safe. I...