She touched me. I told her not to bother and pointed to my head. Disconnected. Vast desert. Bleached wasteland. Perfect state of null. My void doesn't want. Doesn't waste time. I am beyond misery. Beyond the reach of heartbreak. I feel nothing. I feel fine.

Henry Rollins, "Roomanitarian"

I have felt it in the past. Attraction to a woman. It always came with a certain measure of self-disgust. It happened recently. There I was with this woman. Not letting anything show. Not allowing one crippled display of vulnerability to register. Years ago, fear of rejection and eventual, long burning humiliation kept my feelings in check. Now it's different factors that keep my...
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One of the best bands ever.

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The Hallucinogenic Toreador and I hanging out on a Friday night.

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John Bonham Drank 40 Shots of Vodka the Night He Died

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bucolic:
looks Like I'm half in the bag.
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Grain upon grain, one by one, and one day, suddenly, there's a heap, a little heap, the impossible heap.

-Beckett, ENDGAME

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I've had two shots of whiskey.

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soon...

"No Shit"

It was in the winter of my fiftieth year
When it hit me
I was really alone
And there wasn't a hell a lot of time left
Every laugh and touch that I could get
Became more important
Strangely, I became more bookish
And my home and study meant more to me
As I considered the circumstances of my death
I...
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I don't usually get all toothy for a photo but whatevs.