a pen in my hand is a lighting rod to madness

i don't get the same feeling from a keyboard at my fingertips.

i heard

that you are supposed to interpret things in your dreams as symbols; lets try that out.



I, shackled to middle class success, using it as some sort of carriage, rode and nearly collided into Freedom. Freedom rode a wild past, and we both stopped as we came perpendicular, me nearly t- boning her. We both stopped, my automobile, her majestic beast.

Rolling down my window, I popped my head out the side of my 4 door American Dream machine, and starred at the nostalgic beauty Freedom rode. How strange it appeared, neat, yet glistening with the hard work it must have known. Yet happy, undeniably so. And why not? It must have been comparing its peacefulness to the disorder it was surrounded with. But that was before I saw her, amiss in the loud screams of those enslaved by industry, ordering burgers, yelling at pedestrians, ignoring their journey, completely consumed with their assigned destinations. When I saw her, and she saw me, we both began to cry.

Machine of Death

from the book i'm currently reading:


"Here's what happened: On January 8th about 2,000 protestors marched through Cleveland, opposing the death machine. Police showed up in riot gear to keep things civil, but the crowd turned violent."

i just want to know if anyone else would find this reaction surprising.

this poem is about you

tell me what it means

banana wine harp
encyclopedia
zoo file signature
mermaid leather
paw service mouse
pincer cheat torture
courier evening bow
curl
tongue
legs bundle
copyright chimpanzee
immigrant mushroom
energy prejudice estate
raincoat tragedy
saddle dish

we know who you are.

from the archive

*author's note... not really.


Details hazy in awkward moment, but a youth is shamed. 
while hanging out with some people who a kid knew, he was shamed because of a year long term that was part of an agreement that was made.

it seems that the kid was with some friends when they started discussing a movie that they could all go see. one, who knew of the agreement that had been made looked at him and said, "it's ok, cause its rated PG-13." to which another shouted, nearly in a rage, "come on, you've seen a 'R' rated movie before. you're not that lame."

"what is the purpose of this rule?"

i saw you at the gas station

i'd post more, but it'll probably give it away. even though you probably will never read this.

startling new invention

think geek has produced revolutionary 2-D glasses!

invented for those who hate the experience of 3-D movies, these glasses convert the image of 3-D movies into 2-D, so that you don't have to see the movie in its intended glory.

"I'm only willing to visit placid lakes, salt flats, and painting exhibits until the world's 3-D technology improves," stated Randall Munroe, of the webcomic xkcd.