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Coffee Shop Thoughts.
4/25/2005 10:22:35 AM

Caught with my hands down my pants... sort of...


Red headed nymph with the crayons
I spy you scratching your lip
while you talk on the phone
to someone
who I imagine to be
a lover
some lucky man
I can only assume
which is of course
my nature
from another couch
ten feet away
in this chic cafe...
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Someone make it end please... The Pain.


The pain killers are beginning to make me sweat. There is a snake at the base of the table. kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk and the trial of... Josef k is on trial. And the base of the table that slithers around my ankles. I am sweating profusely. Tjos mek no sense. But there is no sense here only depraved thoughts that...
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The Day I got Married.
4/21/2005 1:29:04 PM



And the dirty pig who shot and shackled me.



It was several minutes after I was shot in the head. I was sitting on the floor, my back against the wall. Caldwell was slouching in the EZ chair, directly across from me, drunk and grinning. The gun was in his right hand and the scotch in his...
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How I became a Hindu







Its been a long time since Ive posted anything with regards to the saga of my life. Chances are no one has noticed. What has happened since is fairly irrelevant. All you need to know is that I was arrested two months ago and Ive been hitting the scotch hard and have recently taken up cigar smoking as a physical...
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It's Seems, I'm a Royal Dick for Ever
1/6/2005 10:02:49 AM




cockroach human relations are about to go down hill. And I have to clean my dungeon.



Another day of rain on the Island. The gray suits my disposition. I woke up thinking of Well Fleet this morning. Cape Cods beautiful. If it werent for the tourist Id live there. I imagine I have another...
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jewcy:
i don't think that constitutes bad boyfriend material. who wants to sit at home all day raising kids anyways?

anyhoo, thanks. smile
jessicalea:
um yea... Im down with that explanation of it all. whatever
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O' Ye of Little Promise
1/2/2005 11:57:36 AM



Yes it's true: even the cockroaches have no faith in me. Is because I'm a Bastard. A fatherless child never amounts to much. How does one man become worthless so quickly? Perhaps it was a gradual undermining. A little sand here, a little sand there. All I know is that when I woke up there was a...
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jewcy:
i love the color coded terror chart. it can't be dumbed down much more than that.
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Trapped in the Anus


12/31/2004 12:56:51 PM



Winter has flayed the heat from my balls. I am peeled grapes on a sidewalk going nowhere. A beggars cup. A ditch. An itch.


Caldwell and I arrived at this little dive bar called the Aardvarks Anus on 109th and Amsterdam. We order two Makers neat and two PBRs. We shot back the bourbon and Caldwell raised two...
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It was night and I was walking through Riverside Park. I was alone and I didnt know where I was going. It was summertime and there were crickets. After many hours of walking I came to a stone wall with a door in it. The door was made of a broken piece of plywood and it was kicked open. I entered and felt my way...
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I havent showered in thirteen days and either no one has noticed or they just talk behind my back. I think its official: I am a dirt bag. Porno towel. That guy. The one with the stains on his pants. I have one shot of whiskey left. I have named it Molly and I am going to kill it. And it is going to kill...
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bittergirl:
Thanks for the compliments...I'll admit that I didn't stick around for all the rest of the show in Boston because it did feel kind of......well, weird. Who are these 17 year olds? Where'd they hear about the Pixies, anyway? But I'll be a Kim Deal fan forever, soccer mom hair or no...
jewcy:
i can go two weeks plus without washing my hair.

i think they mean "person of the year" in a bad way. i mean, they gave hitler that title once too.
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Well... No work today. Too cold and no one wants to sit outside. The Riverside bells have pealed me awake with their muffled lies. Gray sky. Four hours of sleep. The Ginkgo trees on Seminary Row are beginning to turn. Soon theyll be a thick plantain yellow. The tree reminds me of a girl I knew. She was the village whore. I was the village...
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shayne:
well said in Pearl's set comments... had to come say it.
bittergirl:
Amen, my brother, amen.