so in order to get the ball rolling and WRITE MORE i am going to force myself to update every day. :] and just write a short poem or whatever about whats going on. so heres the first one.


i used to be aroused,
now dig heels into dirt,

lie in the sun and burn
while my psyche yearns

i used to be hungry
til i learned how to eat,

opened a booth, and charged
people to watch me

now im jumbled
like a drum, drumbled

"theres something in the water"
your mother grumbled

as her eyes rolled back,
to where she was before that

sad sack of skin
and precious sin

a teacup shatters or it cracks
or remains in a case,

good for nothing,
in tact

you and i are dying,
thats a fact

so we fumble
on a preschool mat,

on pop we hop
and sit and sat

and pop keeps us
rich and fat

and pop licks us
in bear traps

and the heat is horrid
on our backs

like railroaders,
tired of the tracks

like slaves, sick
of the whipping lash

what nutrition
do you lack

"all can be solved
with a hard cock slap"

your mother grumbled
before the blessed bitch passed

her head in her stash
and the fury was humbled

i dig heels into dirt and lie
and worship the sun naturally

i do deals with the dirt
and worship the sun

even though it burns me