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    Friday, April 16th, 2004
    1:38 am
    jump up love in excess
    her seeming outward in-no-sense deceives most of those who would give a damn , then they see her in a room ful of those others who would. barefoot on a rolling sandpaper board, hat, scarf sunglasses guitar strapped. singing a song with no chords. there goes the pow(d)er up through the sinuses. and down a notch she goes. another man?! what has he got that i havent given the thought to posess?
    Saturday, April 3rd, 2004
    3:00 am
    Bastard Blog Focker
    The house is a sinister bitch
    a coffin-closet of creeping white walls
    Twisting vines on rugs and curtains in floral patterns
    Swelling to occupy my vision as my mind's eye is clouded black
    Combative and twitching, I wait for someone to roll me onto my stomach
    as foam froths past my lips and my brain is reduced to snortable powder
    Anthrax isotopes boiling through my swollen pupils
    I struggle for a lightswitch to illiminate these shadows
    Purple blacklight bruises tainting yellowed walls
    This house is an anemic pestillance
    Too lazy to consume me quickly
    And on the floor I lie twisted
    As I am devoured, breathed in and smoked up
    Blotted out and erased from existance
    Time is the only real disease
    And this place is stealing mine
    Wrapping me in a warm blanket of complacancy
    Like a baby smothered in the safety of its crib
    This house is a public restroom
    And everyone just shits on the floor
    Waiting for the weather to warm
    For the money to pile up
    For the cats to quit peeing in the hallway
    For evolution to lead us back to a vagabond existance
    I'm a crippled nomad. I'm a goose with its wings clipped.
    Staring at the sky as I fight to ignore my urge to migrate
    fly south to warmer climates.

    My mom called twenty-two times. Friendly No One's got me good'n rocked. Ben is playing the guitar and I have -301 dollars in my account. Today I cried because the cat represents everything I hate about this place. I want to live in a wigwam. I want to mutilate sheep.
    2:44 am
    bawg
    today in the morning i wandered over to the other side of the bed and found a sonya there. i rolled back to where i was and covered up again. sweat. stank. damn cat keeps peeing in the hubcap. wake up to pee and find a robe first, there might be a looch in the living room not very keen on seeing my naked peen. i hold hope, but the flashing girl tells me it belongs to a fool. frankie the fucka...thats me. find him behind the bar and pouring a drink on someones pants.
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