2002-05-16 - 9:48 p.m.
A thousand villages are screaming with scorching terror...
scorching, because someone has set them on fire,
a careless passerby who accidentally dropped a match...
or a whole matchbook...
or an atom bomb.
They scream and scream for help,
echoing inside of me.
a kitten mews for supper,
and I am sick.
So sick Ican't even type
tie type tilt time
hrere's that headache again,
the clown at the circus cried and tilted the world like a merry merry merry be merry go round
spelling errors are mine and only partly intentional.
Attention: public service anouncements not bringging good noos, bad bad
like a bullet still warm and a thoughtlllllllllllllll
cappachino
capachino
capochinno
cappochinno
caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
She was as still as a very still thing
she was as dead as a pretty dead thing
she was as quiet as a busloud of dead children
she saw as much as one who saw a lot of things
she dreamed as if the moon was on fire
she wrote like someone who writes things
she saw the best minds of her generation,
and they were not her own.
Garden hose variety?
Pancreas fooseball!
Play jumprope with human skin.
Fact: human skin is the largest organ in the body.
If you are human skin, you are the largest organ in the human body.
Conversly, if you are the largest organ in the body, you might be human skin
You might already be a winner
You might already be a savior,
but the souls you save
may be everyone else's but your own.
Oh, wait --
I am not a messiah, because I might just throw up,
and messiah's do not throw up.
Little birds seldom tell the truth
A sticker
sticking
like a stick
(a sticky stick with a sticker sticking to it)
Today, I invented a new color,
I call it "Brown"
eventhough brown already is the name of another, less desirable color,
so asto fool people .
.. ... .... ........ .. .. . .. . .dot dot dot, waht was the name of that exaggeration?
Harmonica? No! Yes? Yes!
Personally, I think
Perceptually, I wonder
Perspicasity-ly, I drink gin on a street corner in Berln and ask for change lije a monkey with a shopping cart who has just found, at the same time, the meaning of life and a torn, yellow cloth, whihc is used as a flag.
Torn, yellow, whispering amonia blashpemy
I am going to throw up...
they say its' really throwing DOWn, but right nowI think the term is right
Projectile like a mad artist flinging sour paint at a sullen and uncooperative canvas
My bedroom has been changed into the mirror image of my bedroom...it's all the same in context and emotion, but reasonable speaking,
We don't have that problem anymore.
Ouch! Stab! jfisoa s Wjfsdka
Restore? FJDKSaaaaaaafjaksdlruwevm,s4uet242
hOEM ROW HOME TEAM HOME STYLE HOME IS WHERE THE HEART HEART HEART IS
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Consciousness. Peacefullness. Passivity. These can all be yours fro the low low price of your eternal soul
blackfjdal;dwhitefljdkav egiwogreenfjksvd--
I went to write, "This is not a typo", but it had a typo in it
so I shot myself in the head and I exploded,
like a bad eggsalad sandwhich left in a plastic baggie in the sun,
like a
like uh
lke you
bike !
Bippity boppity boo,
he said, i think,
cinderella's lost her shoe.
Fashionable innoculations,
the flu isn't in this season. Sprinkle and wait for ten minutes before serving,
flash photography only, please,