December 2009
19 posts
no mapquest
time to pack up the car now.
Chicago it is. Departure 9:30AM
I thought I would be celebrating New Years in Grand Rapids. That is somewhat of a downer that I will not be with friends, but I will be good… After all New Years it just another day you know?
broken glasses
I’ve been reading , like a mad man…however a mad man reads, I suppose. I have to take breaks often, something is definitely wrong with my contacts they are blurry and lined with a thick cloudy coat of protein. I keep washing them with contact solution, but it is no solution. I get new ones Monday morning, so until then I will be heavily irritated. Fuck
dot dot dot.... sign
Done with the bullshit college courses forever. Now I must pay the man for taking out unnecessary college loans to receive the thin piece of paper certificate that states my time served at the college university-slave trade. $304 dollars a credit, yes sir. Good time city, right in your backyard. I have signed my John Hancock on the dashed black line at the bottom of the page. Ah, yes, photocopied...
3 hours left
Last day in Mount Pleasant, MI. Josh is taking his father’s truck up here to pick me up. I finally cleaned my bedroom last week for the third or fourth time all semester; it was a whirlwind of disaster. Empty water and Gatorade bottles, wrinkled clothes, torn condom wrappers, and books scattered the brown carpet floor. Dacey moved out right after graduation for some odd reason, we...
unknown incoming call
the drunk will blow violent chunks ferociously towards the white cold rimmed bucket.
The rotten bastard will consume until he passes out in a daze of stillness
he will awake later afternoon filled with tension between his two ears, directly north of his uni-brow.
Stare at his face
he took too much, he withers up on the couch and passes time by groaning
the foul smell of his odor suffocates...
you are marvelous
I finally felt the inside of her.
She undressed in slow motion and crawled on top
Her smooth hands clawed into my upper chest
her eyes spiraled to the back of her head
her mouth was separated by her wet soft lips
whichever so often met mine when I tugged her neck down towards mine
her small tongue rolled out sharply
she felt my wanting and needing of her
my anxiousness and desire for her
...
reuse water bottles
I love putting cold water bottles in the freezer. After a few hours they are so delicious to drink…the perfect ratio of solid ice to drinkability.
light the wick
the stranger than fiction conspiracy. We will not hide out in the bottomless pit. We have survived without selling out for immunity. The spectators with the heavy gaze stare blankly. Unnerving is non-blinking pupils. Continuing on with the layering of the thick pasty cosmetic pastry. You peer through the lenses and squint tight enough you can feel the rough warts and scars…beautifully fearing the...
Comma Period run on sentence
I feel like a lot of writing now is so formulated and red-marked in pen of corrections by tedious bastard english teachers. WRite this way write that way! WHatever happened to creative writing? Now, all writing has come to is whether or not you have the correct grammar structure and did you put the comma in the correct place within the sentence.
On The Road
thirty “essentials.”
Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for your own joy Submissive to everything, open, listening Try never get drunk outside your own house Be in love with your life Something that you feel will find its own form Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind Blow as deep as you want to blow Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind The unspeakable...
16 incher
I was staring at my t.v. in my room and I began to feel hatred towards this small cheap box. I pictured an assembly manufacturing line. Instead of blank faced Chinese women, I visualized robotic claws with intense perfection carefully piecing the necessary parts together. The only hand the worker had in this matter was crisscrossing the industrial transparent tape when the cardboard flap creased...
