September 2011
1 post
August 2011
1 post
10 tags
July 2011
1 post
June 2011
2 posts
April 2011
8 posts
pop radio/coffeggs/3332
everything looks different when the light is changed
lens dipped in another hue
morning visitation and a full proof plan
“where are we most efficient?” i ask
“how can we spend the rocket fuel?”
my answer is a grin and a smile
ear to ear
like the devil playing with his colection of souls
all lined up and placed in plastic vehicles
driving to the plot
like god...
l,u,f,r,n,b,b,b,h,j,f,i
life is just orange marmalade when youre living out of a plastic baggie
its a carnival and an ice cream cone
on this current day
i am present and accounted for
im the glue that holds your popsicle stick castle together
the batteries in your broken flashlight
the hero and the villain
im 6,7,and 8
and every other letter in your alpha-bits
read me
triple jinx
this painting
this specific piece of perfect plastic
draws lines between what you see and what cant be
this paper and ink bulletin represents electricity
hearts captured in a chicken coop
picture frames
unheard conversation
the cracked tooth jester
his purple haired negative
converse laced like an all star
heres your grid with names
place yours carefully inside
pick your spots
carry...
kyoko
i guess its like a mission
somethings never change its just one less voice and engagement
i was sent here to make matchstick drawings
beauty from the burned
a pleasant interruption
a spirited collection
for who and whom i will never meet
its early in the game and im already watching the clock
i was commissioned
summoned for a reason and i accepted
my keys keep making noise in my pocket
...
Lalli
i saw the devil shopping for souls at the local goodwill
told me due to high gas prices and raised interest rates
forced to piece together a discount bargain bin army
with a smirk and a nod
conversation shifting
realizing we are both fallen angels
standing in line waiting to check out
there were no souls of interest it seemed
the devil left with an antique lamp ,three candles and a conway...
456(four fifty six)
what and where did you wanna be and how did you plan to do it
how much excess packing tape will you put around the cardboard edges
where would your head be if there was no war
how many photos can you take before the battery runs dry
save the flash
forget about radiation
guests on neatly inked pieces of paper
responsibility and pride
heres a better view thru a dirty dusted window
without...
sixty one (61)
theres been so much ive wanted to tell you
a light at the end of the tunnel
a buzzing in your ears
heres the face paint and puffy nose
big shoes and a bag of balloons
heres your box of matches and an ashtray full of water
heres your education and deliverance
a book with blank pages
there is no fire in your “hell”
jesus was a drunk and a beggar
if i had your proof youd see the...
January 2011
10 posts
the proof is in yer ears
i see faces all over
most are seemingly sweet and painted with the most expensive paints money cant buy
teeth flowing like flooded puddles
eyes on guard and masked
scary on the brain
happy with a friend or faux
settle is sleeping
there were 3
30 minute rehearsals
no guitar
just synth,vocals,and loop station
its like rearranging your living room to create more space
i have ideas for the next couple of shows
right now i do not have enough money for the production costs
right now i do not have enough money for a dollar cheeseburger
1 today
a 30 minute rehearsal minus the guitar again
i havent used the same sounds...
theres a formula
if youre punk rock you will release a split “7 inch
if you are hip you’ll cut an ep or try recording a concept album from the start releasing it on a usb drive
a “release party” is in order of course
hip hop will feature you on a mixtape
btw
pop music is the new alternative or “indie” rock
newbs
hi
we are in a bar
or a club/venue
once again hello
and
hi
that is usually the distance traveled
hey
look over there
replacement parts
i know you have
and i know you will be
ive been looking
and what i see is that ive been replaced
not just on one occasion
the pattern is simple
the pattern fits
true and lovingly
i was in a position
i was there
i was the one who showed you how to do everything
i unlocked all your doors
i created your type
i took your brain photos
and tossed them over the heart fire
see
i was...
music newbs
yeah u
what r u missing?
or who?
7 tags
heres to
all the good times
the ones with all the hope
all of the sudden
everyones heart is beefy
get real duder
i created some new sounds for the songs to be
delivered in the allowed set time.
i like the sound of metal
a lot
there is a gathering/party on the 15th here in pittsburgh
dont forget to take out the trash and recycle your heart today
i luv you
December 2010
20 posts
2 tags
heres my end of year piece
its just like an end of day piece
its over move on
sleep
wake
live to luv another day
you should all be having sex right now
i dont care what time it is
i can tell you
ask away
what do you want to hear
stop
being what everyone expects of you. try to fall in love today„,again
also,
buy milk and bread
i
hope you read this and start
i hope you recreate
i hope i inspired you to be nothing and everything at the same time
i hope you heard the sound and went out to get your own noise maker
i hope you saw my paint swirls and loosely dripped your paint
i hope i inspired you
i hope you write more
i hope you luv more
luvly
intention
and opportunity are two different things
my only intention was to not pass up the opportunity
if given the chance
or some say opportunity
if i could i would
id be crazy not to
sometimes
you dont need to figure it out
you just know
its
only 16 degrees Fahrenheit
just a quck note
not everything needs to rhyme
2 tags
robo slaves
self service machines
i like them
robots doing low life jobs
i scan my groceries with my own laser beam gun
i brought it from home
i built it from scratch
it can destroy the robots if they ever take over
shoot
vine all
i dont think anyone should ever have to explain themselves
i dont think i owe an explanation
i dont know if you have the right to know where ive been and what ive been doing
it doesn’t matter how much time has passed
it never matters what you hear
put the needle on the record kids
listen
POGOBALL 87'
here is why and too many or much
there is so much to write and say
i read a lot of blogs
a lot of poetry
i see that people are trying really hard to sound deep like bottomless wells
i see the big top cliche like star lights in the sky
i dont know why it affects me
i should let it try to effect me
its like the sideshow
because you see im smart
ive been askin around and readin the posts
...
2010
i believe it all started with the passing of Tim
thats when i think the family started to fall apart
the dinners werent as frequent anymore
there wasnt any cchitter chatter between the cousins
the grandparents were left and forgotten
at least on one side
and the other side was loss after loss from then on in
Violet the flower
a wicked witch tamed and true
pictures proved her beautiful
a...
shermeanuhh asked: you. are. sweet <3
look a like a live around about
what do u do when the battery is low
who are u when you call on yer new stranger friend
which way do u turn when signs point to guess
here are barriers
the laser guided missiles to break them down
a heart full of hope and luv
here is saving grace and latitude
a punchline and a diamond
strap your boots on
only if you want to
only if you will
be leave
there is a lot of blind faith thrown around
when people have nothing left
when there are no options
sometimes i think its selfish to believe theres a “god”
or at least the one thats so well versed
to think theres someone there to answer all your “prayer”
when u are lazy and not weary
when you are left as just bloodless hollow fangs
without bite or possibiliy
look...
p.o. box 3321
those pictures are from the stage in the square
meters and trees and all
recycled
i can do the music
but a human loop
a collection of
in a proper and a sort of scheduled manner
these are the faces
presented without warning
this must be personal
this must be bored money drawing straws
a human
oh the humanity
hey there neon
things were better when things werent blu
i can drive anywhere
tho this must...
scrappo
what is this obsession with the late 60’s and decade of 70’s
what is this with too many eyes looking at me
what is this with wondering souls travelling across the desert
who am i with you
where ive been
what didnt you want from me
what am i not supposed to give
here’s a heart for your tiny hands
so is fiction
this can take forever
this can take the change
this is mortality’s finest trick
it’s most clever and well put plan
nothing matters when nothing changes and if nothing changes then we all should just fall
the back of my neck is cold from the wind pushing me closer to you
its december
pick yourselves back up
feel fine
be good
page 27
its funny what you hear
just in spur of the moment conversation
its amazing what truths can be uncovered
its always fun to know what people think
what they say behind your back
if they think youre crazy
or a sociopath
a pothead
a liar
a failure
if they make fun of your face
the way you sing your songs
the holes in your shoes
hey i heard you dated that person over there who dated so...
windows are not mirrors
surroundings and confusion
@ 7 am theres much to do
not so wide eyed
for a cable check and a rewire
not so sleep
more like a late nite nap
part the red sea
water into wine
bullshit
heres a hammer and nails to build your bridge
theres a liquor store right across
hey woman thanking god everyday
you feel so blessed and warm to be alive
hey woman shaking your fists and head at god
your...
November 2010
7 posts
boxes
after searching
then searching again
after and after
i see things like this
like how they should or would or could be
see?
like that
theres the pretty girl
and the snob
the pretty one has a broken and cracked smile
the snob is just like rainbows
with a head with fractured eyes pleaced in sockets
lost and looking
swimming in bottomless lakes
more like puddles with no mud
no stones
...
addexteron
i was told to go be a brain surgeon
i got my sidewalk shoes ready
battery powered and charged
i had an idea for a weekend
i have ideas for not only new chapters but whole new books
i have blank pages and generosity
a taste for the innovative
i have pens of every design
feathered
ballpoint
gel
calligraphy
paint
i have a rocket ship to space and plenty of room to spare
here
i hav an...
formerly farmily
where would we be
shoes tied and walking
where would i be
what would be your memory
if i was absent i apologize
there are other streets and cities for my taking
to be shared
handed over and down
give me insight
depth and underwater lungs
give me crashed cars and heart fraud
buy a new hat and shoes
accessorize
write your longest luv letter and paste it on your forehead
be merciful
...
Iza
3 oclock comes quickly
i can dream
i can be what i want
i wanna be in toronto
id like to go to jamaica
im a jetpack
the fuel
the fire
and the spark
im a key
im clever
im still half asleep
im both rich and poor
u choose
here are your variables
here is a new habit
everything will be presented and pointed out
laid in front of you
here
spellczech cashing
sometimes there are circles continually paced upon
sometimes i dont wanna see the misplaced names and numbers on the forum board
i see you in your hat onstage
i see you
i really do
i get it
im much like a locomotive lately
here is a blank stare and a sunrise
here are closed eyes and a beach
stagger smile if you dare
whats in it for the miniscule
the everyday
the forward march
walking...
slabs of metal cloth
here’s your world
inside a spray bottle,chemi blu
we’re all champions of everything and anything
you pick and choose at will
here’s your ego
in the way
blocking out sound
if you could use your body and looks to get by,you would
if you could fly you would
im careful what i wish for
i wish for immortality
the ability to share the healing process
if you get by
you can...