Sunday, September 7, 2014

the stupid thuglife below was more subdued last night thanks because i ant slep much. i think he dimly realize he cant win the noise war, i got the advantage of war from above, like the u.s. drone campain and i can blast his sorry ass with charlemagne palestine's fulsome siren drone. and the thug i'll call Dober Man hasn't been back to kill me yet. the drive was silent with runners this morning and the big lummox hershey hung with copp on pebble beach sharing his ball. the water flipped again in overnight and is bliss inducingly warm again. what else, lonely, watched the butler last night and liked it ok until the pap about obomba, gag me with a spoon, shite. but surprised the talk queen can act a mean gin drunk mama. so enough of the carpe wordage and onto the love beach my honies.

a little tail 
two wary ambassadors of the provisional love beach.
a casually appropriated spire makes the heart lean out

are we strangers yet? then maybe it's time we meet again.

as we all know, the law as it is now and has been in the past, is somebody else's desire-the desire of the powerful and the wealthy.    oscar guardiola-rivera
the cup of temptation

and the pit.

dig love

the dogs of love are ever hunting 
drawing near and far from love

emilie simon 
great literature defines itself against such desire. to put it bluntly, great literature is revolutionary. oscar guardiola-rivera 
oh, hi dad. the ghost on the beach.

hug the catcher

i buried my head

o love

i cant stay awake, i cant sleep, if i do the thug comes in.

i didnt understand a god damn thing 
i know it's my fault. i know you wont believe it. 
i want a woman but i'm too far gone for anyone but a desperate predator

i wonder if i'm at all related to humanity. 
if i laugh

immigrant song 
just love

insert, the lagoon of ghosts

love alone 
looks like we made it,were not gonna make it

vanishing horizon love 
love a crushing wave 
love is all he said 
love letters 
love hidden 
love in the beginning

loving uncertainty

it'll never happen again

comfort and despair 

impossible love

secret love 
                                                                                       star butter

swallow one

love the longest beach

the lost lover was a replacement.
this way to the nitrous oxide chamber 
well i'll be gull damned, or tower of here today gone tomorrow, for king david. 
triptick 
vengeance is mine

some kind of record 
what's the use 
when the field is free there we roll





 apologies to any one who wishes one.

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