Saturday, March 17, 2007
Misery loves "Three's Company" God, I love watching "Threes Company" Jack Tripper, I can't help but laugh Straight guy plays gay for his landlord Tries not to admire roommate's ass Etch A Sketch pad Our love was like an Etch A Sketch You had to give it a shake Now I'm back at the wheels (making... Sign in to see full entry.
Post-modern depression
I'm just another notch in your e-mail Another hot cyber affair Did it occur to you once I'm deluded? Watch out 'cause you're making me care *If my thoughts, feelings and experiences seem to be on a whip-crack fast-track, it's because they are. I'm tobagganing through life, because it's there. Trying... Sign in to see full entry.
Ivy League school of hard knocks
I may be in a sophomore slump, but two more years and I'm over the hump. Sign in to see full entry.
Mas poemas (I never run out)
On the rack My hightide riptide ribcage Holds a heart that's drowning in currents of rage Seven You knocked me up and threw away the key I've got seven angry children, and they're swarming 'round my knees You locked me up and told me how to be I hear it takes seven years to get over that disease... Sign in to see full entry.
Lately
Lately luck's been limping It's been walking real stiff, leaning over a cane But I ain't really complaining 'Cause I made it, I'm here—half alive and half sane I'm acomin' They're baptizing me in the ocean I'm getting hit by that holy wave Now get out of my way (I've got something to say) There's a... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Deep
You're kind of like an onion Ain't no superficial guy You just got so many layers That you always make me cry Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Slippery
I know my way around a stripper's pole and around a restraining order. I know how to slip into your soul and across the Mexican border. Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Why I broke form and asked you out
You're a neo-Baroque fantasia— all curliques and hints of Asia. You're a pre-post-modern exotique with a spicy scent of Martinique. You're a candelabra dripping wax on a scroll of parchment set to fax. Y ou're a matron's guilty pleasure and a maiden's secret dream. And I, my friend, fall in between.... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Self-help book overdose
I'm a careening co-dependent in the toxic final stage. It's gonna take a sweatlodge and a bushelful of sage. Sign in to see full entry.
Silver
I'm giving you a silver sword and I'm pulling my armor aside. Will you use the sword to pierce my heart, or take me for your bride? Sign in to see full entry.