Tuesday, December 21, 2010


"when we're done laughing
we'll be at the sperm bank
shuffling our left feet
like the tarot cards they are
and just missing our
appointment with death."

Sunday, December 19, 2010


"we were all
orgasms and back bruises.
possibilities were
future like
fab four
music was ART
and ART was something.
we already drink
bourbon and listen to
good shit.
buy my next "album" call it "music"
and drink that shit."