Tuesday, September 29, 2009

guts

chicken breast cooked in prosciutto

duck fat potatoes

steak in bacon fat

garlic butter mash

stuffed tempura mushrooms

glazed suckling pig

kentucky fried dugong

Thursday, September 24, 2009

the father is important because he is a vehicle for my doubt

i worry that my blood will kill me
when i drink too much it gets thick
and it makes my feet swell a bit
my toes lose their feeling when i ride
it's my blood
and it may clot and i'll die
but
it's my blood
then i take other stuff
and it makes my guts sore
it takes my mood south
it's my fathers blood
but i dont feel like im much like him anymore
almost never now
even though it's his blood that i carry
it's my blood
even if it doesn't work well
it's my blood
regardless
it's my blood

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

unknown unknown

i slit myself cock to ear

i slit myself cock to ear

i slit myself cock to ear

i slit myself cock to ear

i slit myself cock to ear

i slit myself cock to ear

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Enjoy

I shall do justice to the following

the cockaroach.
shit.
spiders.
flies.
urine.
undies.
pooh.
stinky palm.