Tuesday, April 03, 2007

a mouth, a derelict ship, and a heap of monster-like talent

I am dying.


pull out your tongue. come and lick me off. i am dying.


your teeth are still black with wine. you quit smoking. just quit. you breathe the naked canals. you breathe lake michigan. you breathe the american fog. your teeth, black with wine




if I had a choice, I'd pass out all over again

Monday, April 02, 2007

kaiser chiefs are from Leeds. and I miss truth. where is truth?..