the servers of the
past flotsam, jetsam, seen as
reminders like old

foundations of homes
once there, old websites of how
life once was building

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the time grows short with
each passing day but human
nature doth not change

the illusion of
control brought to you by man
made technology

two swords drawn, two men
stare at each other waiting
for their time of death

Scrotal implant WOW!
Testicle augmentation.
Women love big balls.

Happy Valentines!
May your nut sack be emptied.
With no diseases.

Enormous penis.
It will not flap in the breeze.
It's not Japanese.

some things just don't seem
as important as they once
did with life changes

filthy warm weather
far too much humidity
without any rain

theres times i wish i
knew what to say but i dont
just sinks deep inside

Told my dad
Heaven isn't in your imagination
Heaven is your imagination

She was my best friend
When no one else was
But I never told her that
We helped each other
Whenever we had the time
And now sometimes I sit in her chair
And watch my dad sleep
Just for her

our spirits can but
only feel sometimes sadness
that cant be spoken

portable friend kitten
is, i think she wants to write
the haiku, for me

Time traveler spends
Dollar found its way to him
Because he spent it

We watched ice skating together
Last night
I was surprised at how hard you
Laughed when I joked that ice skating
Is like dancing with knives on your feet
I know that you loved the elegance of it
I don't think I even said goodnight
Or thanked you enough for
Everything that you did for me
I remember when you drove me
To the emergency room
You held my hand the whole way
Even though I didn't want you to
I told you to go home but you stayed
You said I'd do the same for you
I don't think I got the chance to
My dad woke me up this morning
Crying
I've only heard that noise a few times
I'll never get used to it
She died of a massive heart attack
He said
She was only 51
I can't accept it though
I still expect to hear the sound
Of your voice
Asking me or telling me something
Maybe I never let you
Be the mother figure
To me that you wanted to be
And I never let myself get
Too attached to you
But I really did love you
I still do and I always will
I really don't want this to be
The end for you
I miss you so much
I want you to be alive when I wake up

People come and go
From my life - mysterious
But life keeps going

there are places i
feel i have travelled through and
i moved on, a ghost

ah gnarly gnarly
but the snow bunnies are keen
ski, and snowboard clean

A nice winter snow
Pretty soon, all ya got is
A gnarly slush, dude

this time of year large
winter storms become the big
event of the day

ive many things on
my mind problem is hair seems
to be less...and less

Is good idea!
Action sequences would need
Dope animation

A cold winter day
When kids can't go out to play
I no like this shit

maybe...maybe not
several yeses, some nos
who knows, only time

no

if someone made a
american football anime
would people watch?

quit watching the game
called The Superbowl go home
and that team wins it

the world is spinning
snow is falling, im just on
my bed posting this

paper map on the
wall detailing roads that go
nowhere, to dead ends

im bound to say damn
it all, leave the world behind
and let 5hose die whom

i once knew but leave
them only with memories
of my past presence

the sun was out and
world history kept going
but the sun was out

he saw his own shadow
today, like i buy it
just stuff him ,ok

happy imbolc dont
know what that is but you know
my friends blessed be

nice blog about life. my blog.

theres times when cats just
throw all serious banter
out when ahe decides

to sit on the clothes
i was going to put on
for bed after my

evening shower

had mine out around
18, had a dream about
it before hand, weird

Wisdom teeth removed
Hydrocodone? Oh fuck yes
My spit is bloody

ah dang it pardon
rewind to last haiku as
vhs divide

i go back to my
first anime, star blazers
one ship vs blue guys

oh come on when do
i get to use cheesy words
like ennui and mung?

screw you guys, i'm going home!

Thank you, come again

Ha ha!

the soil is bare and
dry and the only things grow
desertwise, cacti

keeps on going still
empty bottle on his bed
ball pont pen aside

creativity
must go on even in the
state of captivi...ty

life goes on but the
black marks are there along with
the happy moments

I can get confused
too, and i know some things
get better with time

ach, i know, i try
to sort out who i was and
am now, right now i

don't like snarky for
it is too much like gen x
of old in some ways

....as much