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grinning_with_crazy_bitterness
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farmfish
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i'm not the man i think i want to be, laughing at the way my sanity stretches like a rubberband pulled too far. i might break and sting your ring finger, so just put me down on the ground. i'm sophomoric. i grieve but i believe better days are coming.
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unhinged
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yet you never seem to interpret it correctly. i'm laughing at myself.
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Casey
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They are all off somewhere with out me, what else is new. I'll just sit here, I can't wait to get the hell out, away form them and the pain.
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sabbie thinking beer does strange things
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and i sat outside on a bright sunny day grinning_with_crazy_bitterness when down floated a beautiful grey feather. i caught it in my hand and stared at it. then a cat with half a pidgion hanging out its mouth fell off the roof above me landed on the grass and streaked off around the shed. and i looked at the feather, all perfect and angelic and i thought about the dead bird and the falling cat and i laughed so hard i fell off the bench
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phil
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disruptive
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020212
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qi wen
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with tar-blackened teeth, driving my mian di around the san_li_tun, looking for a lao_wai fare. beijing is different now, but not me. my beeper is blaring some strain of mozart (tom from arizona told me). the ku gua is just a way to transition from bitter tongue to bitter day. a! ge mer, ni qu nar?
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020212
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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