Sunday, January 21, 2007
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Where'd you go?
I'm in the sheets! I'm in the streets! I'm your toilet paper and your brocolli. I watch you as I sleep.
Tossing and turning the mountains roll by. One after another, their peaks and valleys swaying gently from side to side.
The lull of the birds' chirping swallows me. I am consumed.
Tossing and turning the mountains roll by. One after another, their peaks and valleys swaying gently from side to side.
The lull of the birds' chirping swallows me. I am consumed.
Saturday, January 06, 2007
My cheese is intact
Back for more you grimey few? I've quit licking the bar room floor for a time; god knows for how long.
I have incredible non-addiction capabilities. They say nicotine is the most addictive but after 12 years of trying, I still just can't pick up the habit not matter how I try. Things are similar with other "things" which is a blessing, no doubt.
This is my first post since the new year. I had a somber, red-eyed new year all by myself; that way the varmin won't find me.
I have incredible non-addiction capabilities. They say nicotine is the most addictive but after 12 years of trying, I still just can't pick up the habit not matter how I try. Things are similar with other "things" which is a blessing, no doubt.
This is my first post since the new year. I had a somber, red-eyed new year all by myself; that way the varmin won't find me.
