Sunday, November 20, 2005

Progressive evolution

I was a good archer as a kid
now, i am a shooting star.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Essentialism

I am Prometheus,
I am Dionysus
saviour of human cause,
envy of every immortal eye
an archetypal merry maker.

How does some one capitalise on communism and socialise in seclusion?

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Dad

Dad, maybe I never told you how much I miss you ever since I left home, I never ever told you how much I love you, probably never showed it to you either. Sometimes I just don't understand what I am doing with my life, with my priorities, and my chase of the unknown, missing out on the quality time I could have spent with you in these youthful years of mine. I want to discuss politics with you dad and about those corny distant relatives of ours, I want to be a part of your binge drinking entourage, I want to cook food from distant parts of the world for you, and fix cocktails. Tell you tales about my conquests, and the stupid/interesting people I met in my various sojourns. I want you to be my dad, and I want to be your son.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

November

November always comes back to fuck you right up the ass.

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Cycles

Breathe-breed-breathe
dig holes-erect poles
kill a few tigers,
fix satellites, fly kites
make them go poo-poo
round and round, around us.
Switch on your television,
bitch about commercialisation
Breathe-breed-breathe

Race you car at high speeds
crash into the sleepy truck
watch yourself in slow motion
and see the city lights
outnumber the stars ten to two
and if you can fuck, fuck the world
just give it what it wants.
Breathe-breed-breathe