For a distant love, and her fallen gemini moons

Borrowing red tents and fort sweaters;
Making mockery of cornerstones
Flock disseminates of birth
Cornered into a blizzard of warring pleas
The days in excess
Draft a circuit in Marlboro mastery
Tied a sprawling emphasis to shame
and cast a debaucherous malfortune
a cast of voluptuous contortions
Devouring the somber brittle step
In lost acquaintances we kept
Tuning to a falser rune
Those ticking volume counts
ingest

Cartilage Reform

There is no answer, now. What a brittle sentiment. Damn, those words knocked me through the wind and fiery echo, wretched with burden. So soft a cradled massacre stumbles half withdrawn in utter fury, a tempest left lossless so suddenly in a primal tribute to the fortified shifting keeper. Alarm goes fast like a bell dragging curdled luck. A penance grows dim and turns soft. Yes, like a new gifted arsenal of cardiac arrest. A timely fortune was then bestowed upon us? Would we keep it? A treasure, a title, a triumph

I, dear, near crumble.

Composure, kneeled

You've got to be in power to nurture the lands
The drone in my echo is piercing to the wind
Must have a discernible touch to be so apparent in midnight
Brief, calming thrusts of vibrant disenchantment
Tackling the triumph all others lack, the touch of love
The brittle tact of the mightiest to fall
In all others, better known is a forfeit to value
A dusting off of sturdy obligation
So much as to be an apathetic, limp mule
Coiling barbed wire envelopes the soul of ineptitude
Ascertainable to that same pulse of thrust
Not yet in rare form, true bloom, bomb beauty
I alone will taste the still foreign stench of nirvana

September Has Come

I need to fucking shower. So yeah, I'm gonna do that, then be back.


All right.

Let's add something to the list of things to never ever do:
Drink 2 bottles of Chimay in 30 minutes. Holy mother of Christmas.


Also involved in these past few days; issues of equality, Black Suede takeover, A Manual Dexterity, Jeffrey laughing his ass off at Pineapple Express, Heart overshadows Journey, and two dirty slugs.

Pulled in a bit of overtime. Third week in a row. Many tricks sneaking up sleeves lately. My hair is really knotting up.

September 4 is the big night... Rock4Change concert, with an improvisation by Flea, Frusciante, Klinghoffer, Mozgawa. Should be nuts.

Also on Thursday, I may join Meghan in visiting Nic... Philadelphia love.

K, I need some sleep. I vomited for 1.5 hrs yesterday, and worked 11.5 hrs immediately afterwards... BED TIME. Meeting Shelby for lunch. Out