Sunday, March 11, 2007

texas

Last Time in Abilene
Ive had enough of texas
to burst at the seams

oh ho let me go
I got a bad case of the concho
oh ho let me go
I got a bad case of the concho

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Lazy chilly clouds whisper
name and faces of time
blowing cold wind
red faces and cool crisp feelings

I behold her above
all others, she is
a secret garden in my world

argghh

The 300 Freaking Rocked Hard
So Freaking Hard
I want to See the New Tarantino/Other guy flick too
"Only Spartan Women can give Birth to Real Men"

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Black Market Shakedown


"El Rey it's me let me in!"

"Who Is it?"

"It's me man let me in"

"Who"

"El Rey man it's me Sassafrass Kid! Come on man let me in."

"Oh Sassafrass, Come on in my man."

"What's Up Brother?"

"El Rey not much, hey El Rey can you help me, I need you to hook me up"

"What you need brother Sassafrass, I can Help"

"Man christmas , Christmas is coming up El Rey, and I need a Furbee for my Girl and all the stores are sold out"

"Yea Man I dig...Yo Shauntreesa!"

"What baby El Rey"

"Don't you call me baby in front of my friends, it's either The Rey or El Rey"

" Im sorry EL REY"

"Sassafrass Kid needs a furbee for his baby girl, check in one of those crates in the back"

"OK EL REY"

"Yo Sass she's a good girl, but you know El Rey don't mix buisness with pleasure"

"I understand totally"

"El Rey...El Rey.. ask Sassafrass what color, we got black, brown, pink and white.."

"Sassafrass you heard that my man we in buisness, whats your flavor?"

"Black"

"Shit you know it"

"El Rey, what are ya'll doing"

" oh shit..Black, get a black one Shauntressa"


"Here you go Sassafrass, you owe me bro"


"El Rey..You Know I do"

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Time Bomb & Dr. Please


Flying Dutchman dust of our past

old rubber band

stretched till the breaking point

"Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death" Patrick Henry


Her Curse

Is Lies

Her Curse

Is Burden

Lay off those Lines

Infected in your Mind

Chained to the Flesh

She'll Kill You

Kill You

Like Some Ordinary Pest


I'm a Scoundrel

a coyote in the night

a songbird

soon startled to Flight

Huh What?


Her Foresworn and Metal Face

Held Down to the Grinding Stone

old yet honed to a younger zeal

dreamt of by some but never real

Slip beneath the cracks of time.

Cherry Blossom


Throw Me in The Sea Of Japan

Let me float to Siapan

I hate Going Home

and I hate getting older

So give me a break

and toss me over

Throw Me in The Sea Of Japan

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Dr. Feelgood


Take good care of your feet

take your mind off of the street

lay low

lay low baby

and sing the song

song of your heart


song song of your heart

let it burn through the eve

and dawn again

sing sing songs of your heart


be kind my friend

don't undue kindness

lest you be scorned

and torn

my friend