FAS

fetal alcohol syndrome is not an art movement

a dream

i had to walk a long way
miles
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

RUN TO THE HILLS

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.

two haiku about Peeps

1.

now is the hour
to reclaim your dignity
marshmallow chicken

2.

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

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

THE BLOOD OF CHRIST FLOWS THROUGH MY NAME

Yeshua