Sunday, September 14, 2008

shoe fly pie

small fry guy

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

aloha hello

lets crawl around on this beautiful floor
until the succulent aroma dissapears

there is another side that is crazy
but you have to pull yourself through

we can cry a lot but we are still crying
let's whistle and create a brand new song

there is no place to lose our minds anymore
can anyone hear us at all, motherfucker.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

awkward and indestructible

we like to ride all night
and i know it sounds corny
when you're wounded in jazz

the sun burnt my skin so bad
that i had to take my shirt off in a friends apartment
to lube myself down with aloe juice
or something else
i can never remember

it's that stiff cigarette
staring down the club
with a hardcore solo

sax cutting through everything
even rookie mistakes

there are the dexter gordons
and there are the art blakeys


and that doesn't even mean anything

Saturday, August 30, 2008

talk to a ghost when you have to

don't forget about everything
the edge of this and that add up to a steep
cliff
smoke a weed and leave the remains on your keyboard
bake bread
play dead
spill the beans if you have to

sleep comes
and luxury tax

Friday, August 22, 2008

use the truth

a hundred dollars can fix anything

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

summer wind

the breeze followed me back
into nightfall

and onwards
deep within the darkness

riding on that horse
straight into the sea

Sunday, August 17, 2008

howl

oh sympathetic moon
i am the lion
i fly on your earth
i'll die in your arms
oh sympathetic moon

indiscriminate charm

the cocoa butter melts
into my horrible wound
a happy hour bicycle ride awry
twenty five little bows tie
a frankenstein of sorts
the kind of welcomed ugliness
only a mother could understand

another convenient mess
though this time there are no excuses
nothing to complain about
within this theory
all bases are covered
no foolishness anywhere

Monday, August 4, 2008

the best night of my life

a barbecue with the most friends
the best beers
abuzz andteaming with reality
there is a far away road
take that and the adoring jokes about
crib death
melting babies
and child molestation

Saturday, August 2, 2008

lazy poem

be a star
in the empty skies

a boat
restless seas

comet
solar system

ect
ect