Friday, November 13, 2009

Monday, November 9, 2009

our boys.

http://www.myspace.com/homewrecken

Friday, November 6, 2009

listen.

"Yes it's poetry. It's poetry of drugs and promiscuous sex. Honey, they're on pot."


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my mom doesn't even know
















i hate strawberries.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

boat
























at first,

i poked tiny holes in the bottom to let you in

slowly and with time.


but lately it seems someone is in a hurry.


i've been sleeping so well i didn't notice,

looks like someone has been shoveling pail after pail


of you into this boat.


never told you-

slowly i've been patching each hole

just to stay afloat.


if this keeps up, i'm sure to sink

and your waves will wash a set of stripped bones ashore.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009