Rain puts out fire
silencing a sweet spirit
growing a new one

send mommy flowers
just because her day is here
and so..love spreads love

rhythm's soul is there
take me to Iridium
over the rainbow

fall,leaves fall from trees
spring, leaves began to blossom
summer drought, leaves brown

westleterven twelve
only sold at the abbey
god won't deliver

speaking of duvel
i just came back from belgium
all hail saint sixtus!

the beer is in your
fridge...it's duvel...I don't kid
when I come to beer

goodnight to you..hmm
gotta go make sandwhiches
my smile is on you

.

can u take a name
like Oral Roberts seriously
doesn't Peter North come to mind?

:)

I suppose Ron Jeremy and
Tammy Faye...I hate to admit
I think she's cool...

there are though a few
times when a hit is sweet/just
that makes your heart stop

have you tamed Moxie
or have you gotten the taste?
it is bittersweet

it awakens it
has gentian root, picture
Dr. Pepper with a dash

of angosuthra bitters...

I can't speak foreign
languages or play guitar
so your talents...ok????

I just don't figure
what the heck is going on
no judge here or there

moments of thought
come into play with the hits
and that's about it

I was born with a
condition called ADHD
the mind can't sit still...

it has problems with
limits and being prozaced...
your mind is as fast

it's very frightening
it's not on purpose, you have
to be you and me me...

but we all change, grow, etc...

and to you I say
WTF?? you in my head ???
this way that way..ugh

what should i say to
the guy who wanted me to slice
my wrists and break my hands?

my crown is in a
bag marked royale, two shots of
death, whiskey train....why

can't they show hank hill
trying red wine for once and
i still must have dandelion...

why do the rich have
to hog the "good stuff" or are
they too isolated...

pray for Paris hilton to
return to alabama and meet
the people again she once

put on her show like
so much Christian Dior
accesorizing...to connect...

I mean to connect
to live, to love, to learn, for
once in her life, and

to know who God is
who those people are...

in his lead I wait
maybe that's been figured..now
a girl who dances

are you madame or
are you prophet, who are you?
I am not pure...I'm

less than 1/2 the man
I used to be...when, we were children we had a better

sense of possibility
but belief in adult form narrows
how can we enter heaven then

as cynical gen x adults?
and I mean also the zen metaphor of letting go

in this life... lord jesus
i pray unto you, is what I say
often quietly, whenever...

i am not a pure person
never will be, time will tell
how this ends...ah man...

damn outbursts...this is
rediculous, pride, and
more pride...I ordered chinese!

OHH where's your crown king??
Hell I bought it at goodwill
dogbones and metal ..;)

it's the cheap beer, I
prayed to God just now about
this website, and I

believe faith is radar
it leads you in the right direction
whether you go or not

it's your feet, your mind
I've gone wrong before, and
I will still, I'm only human

Ozzy In my head
Mr. Tinkertrain and such~Mosis on the WALLL

I wish I had a greek
red and some bk cheeseburgers
fuck the bohemian purists

fuck wall street...
the real thing is all inclusive
the real thing has

tax collectors and beatniks
sitting at the table of my
Master... of Puppets?

makes me wonder...

you are much too fast
LOL too fast too fast
I dig it..Alot

guitars are freaking
important, sacred, I wish
I could play, I would

love to know how to
play guitars...such beautiful works
of art, yes, schmaltz...

but I mean it

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