by Johnny Rivers.
I don't think I need to say anything else.
Blow this cool, Johnny. Baauumshoobydoowah, ohh yeah.
Through drunken alleyways, cathedrals dressed up as brothels, and peering into Desolation Row, you have to go through the deliriously-insane gutters of a Rolling Avenue to find a new home..
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Freedom Of
Freedom of speech isn't a problem.
Freedom of spines is at war.
Needing a freedom to display balls is at war.
Freedom is thought.
Freedom of life.
Freedom of individuality.
Freedom of expression.
And freedom to fuck anybody over who tries shutting off the microphone.
Freedom of Speech?
Rewrite the constitution (OH WAIT) and change it to "Freedom of Creativity"
Freedom of Unconventionality.
Freedom of the times changing.
There are outcasts within a group of outcasts and outsiders.
What the hell.
Message Of The Day
"If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change." -Wayne Dyer
She out things he to time every say .self runs of says want I kill to my All asylum tries night he finding an, .womb little her beknown'st it's inside waywards, little for crooning abstinence.
Scattoprogical abstractual martogryfic reasoning scamper triddle yayayayayayyeee, chil'd happens if. Just to see. Sea too Dust.
Jittery stutters try terrible sluts more, sisters testify Mercury she don't talk HURT DON'T HURT!
Or what? Or I'll rip apart your novel-in-progress. Sleep gale: She, says high thought-dream seasaw forth-back-froth-frack.
Ventural others out - go ganggroing then gone than nuttery salvation no use more any than none. Ventual, most as moist sofens, as gentle. Sacred gions he, bookscather bleeding for, knows trails the of year-sold he secrets her; won't price a for soul tell right the.
Can trust him. Can't trust THEY. Useless to. Useless as Ulysses standingunder, inless martyred Asian. THEY all day & wonder she why zealand's anew, like lyDan said in 6519.
Gain won't naignagger wagering Germans too manly in girth, too wail in for sheetbegs corban cpoy poyc cpoy ypocalyptic transfruguralinguizzapparticles standunder can she: If too shall ventual need vininitation.
If only he. One day be may shall one see. Time always another.
Repeat.
She out things he to time every say .self runs of says want I kill to my All asylum tries night he finding an, .womb little her beknown'st it's inside waywards, little for crooning abstinence.
Scattoprogical abstractual martogryfic reasoning scamper triddle yayayayayayyeee, chil'd happens if. Just to see. Sea too Dust.
Jittery stutters try terrible sluts more, sisters testify Mercury she don't talk HURT DON'T HURT!
Or what? Or I'll rip apart your novel-in-progress. Sleep gale: She, says high thought-dream seasaw forth-back-froth-frack.
Ventural others out - go ganggroing then gone than nuttery salvation no use more any than none. Ventual, most as moist sofens, as gentle. Sacred gions he, bookscather bleeding for, knows trails the of year-sold he secrets her; won't price a for soul tell right the.
Can trust him. Can't trust THEY. Useless to. Useless as Ulysses standingunder, inless martyred Asian. THEY all day & wonder she why zealand's anew, like lyDan said in 6519.
Gain won't naignagger wagering Germans too manly in girth, too wail in for sheetbegs corban cpoy poyc cpoy ypocalyptic transfruguralinguizzapparticles standunder can she: If too shall ventual need vininitation.
If only he. One day be may shall one see. Time always another.
Repeat.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Kitchen Blues
A midnight inside to chime for, a valiant hallway outdoors to bore, one last opportunity kissed and made real upon the reels of a cinematic eyelid yet touched, fraught with smoggy alleyways. Blacktop circus squares, half-out minds paying the price of a cornfield spared, with a Religion proclaiming: "It's only twice you fell--one more time, & you'll never see her."
So I forced my hands in my pockets, scrummage around for an inky tophat, and headed West towards Chicago pizzerias. Forging the shadow's name on the bill, denying great thrills to sit in fear while shanty dears sway and laugh, having a gas imitating Asians. As crooning silhouettes meet with Jezebel stars; wholesome aeroplanes of profuse wisdom dominate charismatic mattresses drunk & sighing. I wait for them to invite my patience to turn upside-down, screaming around anybody too proud to fall in love with her.
Now the chaff gets its final ceremony, bowing to the cusped rivers of cupped peaks, they try swallowing my feet and think about it. Of a way-young time chirping each week, flying-by before I could grab a chance to deny its doubts. Two first opportunities sweat in coined smiles, ticketing the wages of When they'll return, straddled in the backseats of an August evening, beginning everywhere that learns to swim, drawing blanks upon the faces trying to discover its meaning.
So I forced my hands in my pockets, scrummage around for an inky tophat, and headed West towards Chicago pizzerias. Forging the shadow's name on the bill, denying great thrills to sit in fear while shanty dears sway and laugh, having a gas imitating Asians. As crooning silhouettes meet with Jezebel stars; wholesome aeroplanes of profuse wisdom dominate charismatic mattresses drunk & sighing. I wait for them to invite my patience to turn upside-down, screaming around anybody too proud to fall in love with her.
Now the chaff gets its final ceremony, bowing to the cusped rivers of cupped peaks, they try swallowing my feet and think about it. Of a way-young time chirping each week, flying-by before I could grab a chance to deny its doubts. Two first opportunities sweat in coined smiles, ticketing the wages of When they'll return, straddled in the backseats of an August evening, beginning everywhere that learns to swim, drawing blanks upon the faces trying to discover its meaning.
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