I have the album
dark side of the moon in my
mind playing, pink floyd

see now your not fat
But that's all good .I still laugh
I love my guitar

the reason I mention
such things is in case you yourself
decide to try miracle whip

with things like chef boyardee
or franco american stuff
canned goods, so eh...

so much is tasty
food is better than sex
for one cannot rape

with food, only grow fat
and share like the broken bread
for this is my cup

of the new and everlasting covenant...I was Catholic once you know...

my grandparents would
add miracle whip to canned things
as pasta, baked beans

children of the great
depression, and the time
of prohibition

I don't care.. I do
making me laugh ~ in this zoo
an absolute joy

were u zabadooey
all this time, pretending to
sammich...it makes me...

Mark Kurlansky wrote
a book of the heritage of
cod fishing and salt

called...Cod and Salt
respectively, you can see roots if you desire...

and cook things, the feel
America is too commercial
she drowns out the soul

in innovation when a simple
tool or antique would have done the job just as well

if I mow the lawn
would a bee come ~upst~ and sting
oh right..already did

all this time you are
janis, child of toronto
I wish to defect

to canada, honestly

I am a sinner
this concept dictates I need
to be better not an

asshole, but a man
who forgives boo boos, tail gaters
but criticism hurts

I do take it personally
I hate to think others think
I live in a box

and I really got pissed
when some ass wanted me
to slice my wrists

how would you respond to someone desiring your suicide
I've dutch girls to marry

forget not e.b. white
too much cynicism infects
your target, in turn

Columbine massacres
free access to hand guns
mockery to make self feel better

a friend described internet people as degenerates...
self centered, incapable of

empathy, social idiots,
passive-aggresive, worthless
but who are we really?

I am known to sting
chortle, mock the system
and try to get a kind word

in to bandaid the laceration
so much to make up for
I want to...

too much to live for
eggs, women, poutine
Henry Miller, the dream of

a solid biodiesel, the wet
dream of the purple hared
e-surance sales girl

I'm just a caveman
I don't understand these sophisticated concepts...

stanzas...devouring zen
which cannot be boxed
only a flow, aesthetic rendered

meaningless, but letting go
renders a spirit of release

what your made from does
bring a reality to
what street you walk on

what you see is what
perception is in the eye
but my eyes are blind

sometimes I delete
because I rethink and then
sometimes ..it comes out

welcome dilbert, stage
cubicile, mold of men, artist
businessman, smile...

i never made much
sense, I wanted to but got
shit for it, so I

tended to keep to
myself, but what good does it
do, turn the cheek, turn

does anyone know cinquains?
(Mox)

selling old books for
the cost of a dime, never
read, sad to go, oh well

(5-7-6)

Les Paul!!! awww! u are
truly a Gibson of a man
you of many names...

(5-8-5)

oops spellun errer
I just can't git my head on
Holy Mary tight

what else is so sweet?
why an it's eletric drum kit
love, the price is right

Mother's day present
she's natural wood and sweet
Momma's first Les Paul :))))

spatula of death
another useless pasttime
as if I needed more

eating an apple,
I think I taste pesticides.

office of zombies
milling listlessly about
coffee maker dead

an endless meeting
debtating product features
strongest bladder wins

laughs!!!

too bad we found out
about gram walking home from
our house christmas eve...

A dirty business
assholes at Miracle Gro
gotta sue the WORM guy

the old-timers know
why she never undresses:
grandma has a cock

he wears a diaper
crawls himself around the floor
I swear.. I'de just laugh

speaking of, how does
one make real green eggs and ham
I've plenty of "ham" :)

frustration is not
always projected or set in
but sometimes purifies

a temperance
to the will and self, seeking
eventually, what one had

happiness was with
thee all this time, no one else
could give it to me or you

that old love/hate thing
bdsm sub and domme
a strange sade' twist no?

before sour grapes
and afterwards a good and
tasty merlot

well, I let you people
walk all over me, of course
you're going to mock me

Dance as no one is watching?


To dance is private
But Intense self-expression
Performed in public

there is nothing like
a soul who can let it out
and laugh the next day

oh well, your website
is sour grapes anyways
I've better things to do

i admit words shake
souls up but they can also
heal, instruct, and guide

we will never give
up, or surrender for hell's
voices speak volumes

but are drowned out by
the fury of peace of mind and
a quiet rebuke

shrugs, like a road rage
let the guy die down the road
obituaries his

do me a favor
next time you say harsh words as
I am known for see

me in you speaking
and think of those who do the
same great leap forward

to try and shock and
hear the voices silenced speaks
volumes to hell's thoughts

silence the word smiths
smash the machines, luddites play
games with the future

many stand in line
to lash out and decide in
haste to make waste in

slice your fuckin' wrists
cut off your typing fingers
take a fuckin' rest

the greeks do it best
with a little ouzo head
love those lamb gyros

think ouzo might work?
I

anyone got a
thing of ouzo here? I'd think
I might make sense then

it

finally it's here
cleansing spirits of the year
took you long enough

the voyeur