June 2009
3 posts
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Baseball (Battle)
Megan Sita Hoare: Phillies, not worried bout that Those hillbillies forgot their hats As for the Yanks Just a bunch of skanks Now for the Mets I am their little pet I’ll be your lap cat Daniel Murphy I’m your little shamrock cookin you a turkey On Thanksgiving Celebratin that win, from last month October The Yanks lost so bad they’re still not sober Thomas Fishman: shit you been smokin got...
May 2009
14 posts
threw out my socks
never ordered lox
always ordered socks
never made sense
threw out the tent
time for Lent
told Mr. Belding
go get bent
fly open eyes closed sorry ma’am didn’t mean to expose myself to your son he’s 18 years under 21 don’t be mad at least he’s not drunk just be happy he’s addicted to that elephant trunk
Some of Jack Kerouac's "essentials" for his...
Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for your own joy
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
No time for poetry but exactly what is
Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition
Accept loss forever
Struggle to sketch the flow that already exists intact in...
More fire
Kris Kross lip glossed tranny-ed out got kicked out of the cub scouts don’t worry leave it the same ill just catch a train outta here cuz ya face so ugly enough that it mugged me shit now I am scared rather meet up with some wild bears always get paired like shit on chairs never like xannies and mares ill ride a stallion then trade him for a gallon gin dont win gonna get over and trim...
13 Bars
go scald yourself go fall in a ditch slip on a slipper never get called flipper heres the catch Linky the lamb never sold clams he did fly around always got some pounds there he goes again flippin the bend always let a beat slip under his feet
April 2009
17 posts
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Albany memories
Mikey helped me downstairs with my laundry. I looked in one of the washing machines.
“What’s this yellow water in here?” “Yellow water? That’s piss!”
