if we started with nothing, how did i end up with my hands full?

common questions:

why don't you sleep?
-what is there to wake up to but a broken world?

how does it feel?
-its just one of those things i do. the same as you feel when you live.

what's the road to success?
-really?

you're all really all talk.
different faces,
same exact situation.

sadly everyone has a
motive.

breadwinner

life is springing
like the girl with
pigtails
on a
pogo stick

- a sight for sore eyes-

i think you've dimmed your
lamp.
just look around.

you're too close to the
corner to see the
WHOLE ROOM

by nightfall, we'll be overrun.

i posses
a weapon.

well, sir, what's to be done
about this?

it's not a question of
what
can
be done?

it's a question of
will this
make a
difference?

is there no other way?


may his passing cleanse the world
may he keep the world for his people

i haven't tied a pair of shoes in years

this belongs to you

comfort:

• food
• items
• inn

in:

• convenient
• sane
• tense

ex:

• act
• tort
• plain

face:

• paint
• less
• book

way better than myspace could ever hope to be

this is what it was supposed to say

the song says:

"luck be a lady tonight"

a lady is no fun though.
give me something,
darker,
more
mischievious,
treacherous,
and
inviting.

luck be that figure in the corner.

something fun for the night

but will leave my heart aching

for days to come

(just pain from entertaining the thought)

synoposis of his life:

meet a "love" through his

dear friend booze

stare deeply into her eyes

(though they're quite shallow)

lose myself for a bit.

but i am found.

inside

of

___

talk the night away

wake up alone

- of course wanting more

AND

completely and utterly pleased.

shame becomes your glory

wash.rinse.repeat.

luck cannot be a lady

i am the fulcrum.....i am the master of fate, i am the tool of fate

let us
make paradise.

she threw around
words of weight
as though they were
(nothing)

now she sleeps
and wakes with
the weight
and weight
becomes
burden

(it's a shame she confides in walls at night)

mustkillstar

Today:

i decided to pull the trigger
i am a vast, expansive horizon
looming over the sea

but, time's up!
let's go for a ride,
and watch something
new under the sun.
"the seven year sitcom"

but the end of one thing,
brings the start of another.

one thousand years.
peace.

belated requests

and so i sit
and i wander
and reflect
(though my thoughts are all the same)
you have
dug
your own grave

how does it feel?
is it
comfotable?
is it
padded?
is it
wooden?
is it
EVERYTHING
you hoped it would be?

it probably isn't
it's now the sowing season
you've got to lie
in the bed
you made.

ENJOY!