Wednesday, May 27, 2009

virtual calzone

over morning spaghetti

can you use it in a sentence?

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