Sunday, March 30, 2008


fetal alcohol syndrome is not an art movement

Saturday, March 29, 2008

a dream

i had to walk a long way
on a road near the beach
a woman asked me
what was wrong with my eye
i said a bug had sneaked in
i looked in the mirror
i was cross-eyed
and the iris looked like an exploded sun
i thought, maybe it will get better
if i keep walking
maybe my feet will get tougher

finally i arrived
everyone i knew was so drunk
another, larger eye had formed
in between the good one and
the deformity
but they paid no mind

I can kick my own ass

thank you very much

Wednesday, March 26, 2008


When it comes down to it, I will take someone wearing an Iron Maiden shirt over someone who isn't. I mean, at least they are interested in SOMETHING.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

two haiku about Peeps


now is the hour
to reclaim your dignity
marshmallow chicken


I feel no shame, friend
as my teeth remove your head
but - what of honor?

Thursday, March 13, 2008

how obligation is born

suddenly you are told of some bullshit cousin named Rachel Honeydoo who's got to be minded until such a time as a man can be found who don't object to gently crossed eyes and thick black hairs that spring from upper lips

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Tuesday, March 11, 2008


there are those among us so meager as to have never worn a hat