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Thursday, January 28, 2010

Happy Boy





Happy Boy acts sad when he is happy.

Happy Boy has got no damn good reason to be happy or sad.

Happy Boy pisses everybody off.

Happy Boy makes us want to buy stupid stuff.

Happy Boy is married to Sad Girl so they can look like a picture you get at Walmart.




Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Heart





Nobody ever gets what they expect.

People who wish to control lose everything.

Those who rather not fight enjoy an unusual freedom.

The appearance of material is the stupidity of man.




Saturday, January 23, 2010

Matrimony





Longevity is the bride, loyalty is the groom, everybody watching contributes.

A ceremony is a real gathering, acting attendance is unacceptable audience.

Once is a number, many is a celebration.

If you do not like being married then do not be married.


Saturday, January 16, 2010

Record Groove





I don't watch cartoons.

I don't read comic books.

I don't need people who pretend to be parents.

I don't need people who pretend to be children.

I don't need to look the part of a social obligation.

I just don't want to look my age but I don't believe in time.


Thursday, January 14, 2010

Sleepy Guy





We might not close our eyes; I do not see them closed.

We cannot believe somebody who watches; they might be asleep.

Might wonder why so tired but only because we never rest.

Beds are furniture pieces; similar is somewhat sufficient.





Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Resting Place





A woman's heart is a floating white boat; every piece is stillness.

A man's mind is the color red; how beautiful it is.

Wherever you may go both of these stay.

Whomever you may meet this will be there.

Whatever it is that happens we are without rest.


Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Utensil Utilities





Got to take a shower or at least a bath for myself.

The way I feel is what people sense.

Brush my teeth even if there are no lips to kiss.

I rather not taste my self.

Matching products is a gamble of necessity.

Do I need all this stuff?





Monday, January 11, 2010

Boss





Nobody understands...

Nobody knows...

Nobody sees...

The boss is all alone.

People come...

People go...

Everything is gone.





Sunday, January 10, 2010

Inter.....what?





Interracial is an internal race of humans performing interactions; some may be confused about this definition.

Intercourse is a track we circle while internally contemplating the course we failed; some may be lost from this definition.

Interdimensional is somewhere between meta cognition and sub conscious awareness; some may be suspicious of this definition.

Intertwining interrogation is a thought process involving self suspicion while exuding alike for others around you whether guilt or innocence is proven; desolation of denial is a river in Egypt without fish or boats.





Saturday, January 9, 2010

Wifey





A wife is not a bill fold.

A wife is not a keepsake.

A wife is not a crutch for a caste system.

A wife cannot make a home or a ride.

A wife is not a phrase and a kiss.





Friday, January 8, 2010

Wolves





Wolves are legendary snow creatures which possess men upon death.

Otherwise most of these we assume to be wolves are bred outside our homes.

Werewolf is a phase of the moon guiding a spirit into the becoming of which.

Their eyes are blue waters; their hair is a fluff of wilderness.

They come back for their wives.

Before you shoot him just remember he doesn't die but you do.





Thursday, January 7, 2010

Boy's Dream





All a boy can achieve is somebody else's dream.

We share our dreams; several dreamers make one real.

This I learn from living nightmares.

Walking on the same sidewalk talking with achievement; the concrete splits two ways....

I wonder which way to go.

I guess I will be stuck here a while.





Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Justice





Justice is a woman we treat unfairly.

She resides in a place of the deaf, dumb, and blind.

If we apologize she cannot sense the word or definition.

If we resolve the issue she may not notice.

Equality is her boyfriend; he is quite zealous about her.





Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Sad Boy





Sad about everything happening but he can't remember what he did.

You did something to make him sad.

He did something to make you sad.

We did each other wrong.

You didn't think about me and I didn't think about you.

Now we are both sad.





Monday, January 4, 2010

Blue





Blue is a softer masculinity.

Blue is a blood vessel without oxygen molecules.

Blue is a girl who feels pink for a boy.

Blue is a boy who feels pink for a girl.

Blue is a heart without people to breathe into it.

Blue is a world crying tears for oceans, seas, lakes, rivers, and streams.

Blue is the color of rain without the sun to see clearly.





Sunday, January 3, 2010

That Guy Did It!





If we are institutionally married or promised to another then relations of such terminology outside of such is not illegal but messy stress.

Messy stress is cause and effect; we knowingly commit that which we know not to commit.

We are all aware of consequence.

We desire to be caught; we know it is foul.

We do not want messy stress but contributed to a heap.

Speak now or forever hold your peace! Better say something before all of this.

We know what is going to happen; we must accept the dilemma of which.

If we cannot, we will never get out of the mess of stress.


Saturday, January 2, 2010

My Enemies





I would kick their asses except their asses are too ugly for my feet.

Besides that shoes are expensive since all those commercials they make.

Jail is expensive too and really depressing.

Trying to figure out a way to get them back is a waste of my brain.

I rather try to keep it real; it might all be over soon.

That's why it's probably best to keep to my self.





Friday, January 1, 2010

Suspicious Guy





The new guy is always a suspicious character.

Either he's too nice or too quiet; I guess he can't win.

The crowd will push him away if they like him too much.

The crowd will keep him if they don't mind losing him.

He never gets to know anybody not even his own self.

I wonder if the people who turn him away get a chance to know anybody.

Maybe he's quiet just because of that.

Stuff like this really makes a fella sick, weary, and teary; I wonder if it ever ends.