Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Friday, September 04, 2009

Dan Flatley's circus has multiple mustaches, many are polished daily


Gaze in astonishment for the hourly party for clowns. (Clowns will not be performing.)

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Friday, August 14, 2009

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Saturday, August 08, 2009

Friday, August 07, 2009

Thursday, August 06, 2009

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

technical sunrise


we all know who will laugh last

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

cut-up and the cutups


all my stuff's on location

papa don't preach my teeth are bleeding nutmeg

a company of violence in your parting shot

they were all waving backwards
and now i'm looking inward
and just as the popcorn pops
the last colonel got hit promotion
there's blood on his hands
and i know you're an honest man
but come clean
in a sea of disdain
and an equilibrium that does nothing but throw you off
money hand over fist
hands over your mouth first
i know you're calling the shots
but words are cheaper than bullets

Monday, May 11, 2009

the clip of my shoes

don't be too grateful

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Sunday, April 12, 2009

mindsmoke


Okay, so the other day I woke up and the first thought of the day was "What if there was a high school that had a horse-themed prom?" Best I can tell, it'd be a regular prom. But the girls wear dresses made from horse hair, and the guys wear tuxes made from horse hair. Oh, and they give the ladies horseages and they slow dance in a gymnasium decorated with giant, hollowed out horse heads. It'd be romantic and beautiful.

Nothing makes me feel more patriotic than The Chipmunks singing "America The Beautiful"


America, America, the shit has hit the fan.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Thursday, April 09, 2009

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Monday, March 30, 2009

let the air out of my brakes

the moon shines in the autumn sun, a reflection of a summer's past adding a spring to my step

squinting at a glint in my eye, winking knowingly to myself

who the hell let you in here?

Monday, March 23, 2009

el producto


you did this to yourself

Thursday, March 19, 2009

(#800) one-man show for a one-man audience


Yes, two-hundred more until we reach one-thousand, world. But until then, let's just call this #800.