March 3, 2007

Tonight, I take a moment to remember the events of four years ago. I may have posted this before. I don't really feel like checking.

*Written the day my brother called home after disappearing for three days.*

Where are you my brother
my brother my arm
even my arm
my right arm
I watch we melt
my parents worst nightmare
three days in a tomb
and on the fourth he rose
on the forth day he rose
on the fourth
three days
and on the fourth
it's true he rose

Clouds part
the sea breaks
your cork bobs into shore
I want to raise you
inspect you in sun light
test you to see what you are
plain treasure
to be stored in my heart
my hart even my heart

I must assemble you
piece by piece
solder you together
with hot tears
polish you with the grease
of my unwashed hair
until you shine a jeweled thing
set in humble dob

Blazes

she sleeps best who sleeps well
I sleep best when I'm allowed
I'm not allowed anymore

just decide
it's easy

why the words are simple
but the effort
the effort swallows them
what is there to fear
I love
love
love

torn apart by circumstance
torn by choice
anxious
anxious for peace
longing for calm

driver drop me here
yes here in the woods
away from the concrete
out with the bears
I'll take a chance on emptiness

and I became the bones
the empty bones
begging the world to end
I can't stand to be empty any more
I can't stand the chipping
chipping paint

UftPM

Caliban, otherwise known as Satan, was in a bad mood. His annoyance permeated through his force-field. It was a trying time to have your ride transporting drugs in Mexico when you needed it for your favorite consort and your offspring. Now he would have to go to Moose Nation to collect the spare. As if this weren't enough the baby sitter flaked.

"I'm Lord of the Damned!" he muttered punctuating "Lord" and "Damned" with jabs at the cork board. And so, weirdness reigned this night.

Oh, Dark Star he won't wear Vanity's cuff. He won't even look at it.

UftPM

Okay there was a shark out there. Mother Bear told me she wanted to harpoon it. I think Testa got some darts off at it. Which was awesome. You know it's serious when Chuckles complains. Apparently he told Jello to talk to the powers that be about such incidents.

I had a pretty good day.

Do they just stair into space for no reason?

Rode the bus to work. Sat in front of raver kids.

My body was convinced that it was Saturday.

Later, me and my bro crashed the Magnolia's party and nearly got kicked out by the wait staff.

Admittedly we looked kind of grungy. But man there was so much food still and the party was clearly over so why not let us eat some cheese squares? (Which they probably got from Vons [or their distributor].)