1st migraine in months last night...and i'm up and going to work. i'm so lucky!
September 2007 Archives
What's coming through is alive.
What's holding up is a mirror.
But what's singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn this piss to wine.
They're both totally void of hate,
But killing me just the same.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
Considerately.
Venomous voice, tempts me,
Drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty.
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
Without the skin,
Beneath the storm,
Under these tears
The walls came down.
And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times.
I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.
And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die.
It's all right.
I don't mind.
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
arbitron!
damn it, Jim, it's a ratings system, not a watch!
damn it, Jim, it's a ratings system, not a watch!
i've heard this said, and i have been struck by a deep and resonating
doubt of its truth. so doubtful, in fact, that the strength of the
doubt leads me to believe that i may not indeed doubt it, but instead
completely disagree with it. i shout "false!" at it, i hold onto a
pole with my one arm that has not been cut off by light and cry "you
are not my father!", i brandish a heavy duty straw broom and wave it
about, shooing (as it were) the phrase from my consciousness.
i count a few things. okay, i count a few things. but so many others i cannot count due to their nonexistence.
i am not full of awe and wonder. still. i think i once was.
or.
maybe i am full of awe and wonder...but not at the good things, but at the bad things.
i count a few things. okay, i count a few things. but so many others i cannot count due to their nonexistence.
i am not full of awe and wonder. still. i think i once was.
or.
maybe i am full of awe and wonder...but not at the good things, but at the bad things.
My daughter was born at 10:08 pm Monday September 10...8 pounds even
and 21 inches long. Baby and mom are doing wonderfully. No place for
dad to sleep so he came home to get some rest after being awake for
nearly 24 hours after 3 hours sleep.
It is so much more than I thought it would be...
It is so much more than I thought it would be...
the next time i speak with you i'll be a daddy. unbelievable!
Touching Your Mind When It's Tight In Your Hand
Now Dig It In Deep - It's Time To Party
Doing It Fast When You Do It Alone
Keep Cutting Your Meat - It's Time To Party
Power The World Pleasure Yourself
It's Not Too Late - It's Time To Party
Open Your Mouth We're All Going To Come
In Your Face
Now Dig It In Deep - It's Time To Party
Doing It Fast When You Do It Alone
Keep Cutting Your Meat - It's Time To Party
Power The World Pleasure Yourself
It's Not Too Late - It's Time To Party
Open Your Mouth We're All Going To Come
In Your Face
the bubbly, refreshing effervescence of anger.
