written on the same page, separate after thought.

how long will you wait to get revenge?
(through perfection of self)
you just want to state:
he's a fit sucking asshole
who's following his dick after big breasts. (or insert appealing physical appendage here).





written late summer, august maybe.

an unfinished scribble

all the friends past & done
loved yourself
all past & gone
what's left
an unrecognizable form
of never will be & never would've done
how you miss the lights
the lines
and the light rail cars

madly writing this all down
to pour your heart out through the controlled ink flow
of a ball point pen
to act as your own medicine.
not the pink pills today,
substitute the orange scratch
and sticky black.

Could you forget?
the pain
(of missing)
what you were
& had
& been

saturated in the intelligence of another
makes it feel worth & bother

digitize to make it
all feel & appear real

just hold on to that smile a little while more
so they won't suspect
you're a phony & a bore.





written sometime late summer. august maybe. was watching the dvd of Matt good's best of album: "in a coma" as this entered my head. I often get good "rushes" while listening or viewing his work.

Questions for future thought and study.

is education crippling students? are professors creating a cirriculum of structure that hinders student's ability to succeed on their own? Interesting questions to pursue.