Thursday, February 9, 2012

We have mastered survival. Now we are just taking advantage of it.
Time is necessary
to let things be as they are supposed to be
but I feel I’ve wasted too much of it
waiting for it to be that way

(2/5/2012)
A Treasure

You can lose something
and then in the future
find it

All along
it was in the same place
it was only you
who was lost
looking for it

(11/29/2010 1:45 am)
Death

Some things
mean more
and many more
mean much less

(Dec 31, 2010)
Stopping Enough To Notice

Sitting there with your mother
age 26
your 2 year old niece
sleeping on the couch next to you.

What more is necessary?

Only the recognition
of just how good it really is.

(2/6/2012)

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

There’s not nearly enough passion.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Here...

Why isn’t there a band named Just Look At Danny Ainge’s Hair? Probably because no music they play could ever possibly be better than that name.

The world will be a far more interesting place when they come out with black man’s nutsack flavored lollipops.

Water is Earth milkies.

Sometimes I wish I still smoked marijuana so I could get high right before eating homemade macaroni & cheese.

Shit is so twisted now, even the legit stuff is nearly satire.

The problem with a lot of it is that it was never love to begin with, we just needed it so much that we convinced ourselves that it was.

Someone should open up a Rong Cancer next door to a Rite Aid.

Wouldn’t it be a great thing if someone got their nuts ultra sounded just for the fun of it?

What exactly is a shadow of a doubt, and how does one go about getting beyond one?

It would be awesome if the Grizzlies traded Rudy Gay to the Lakers so that the lineup can read, "Gay World Peace." Just as good would be if you were reading through a lineup of the entire team, including coaches, and it read, “Gay Person.”

If you need those five hour energy things to get through your day, something is wrong.

Vagina snot.

You can’t blame someone for having anal sex on the pavement. It’s asphalt.

Life is always a little bit better with a ball.

Wanda Sykes is annoying.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Knowing How Much Has Been Lost

Knowing how much has been lost
I can’t do it

I can’t look into those eyes now
in this time
knowing how much has been lost

I can’t bring myself to look
with so much wasted
from the past

I just can’t do it
I just can’t do it
knowing what was lost
knowing how much has been squandered
knowing how much was thrown out

It nearly puts your heart in your throat
looking someplace you once used to care
someplace you used to look for comfort
knowing most of it was a lie
knowing how much is no longer there
knowing how much could have been

Knowing how much has been lost
is not something I want to confront
so I look away now
avoiding it
like she always seemed to
somehow

To look into another’s eyes
at a different time
knowing how much has been lost
going from lying in bed telling them your deepest thoughts
to avoiding their eyes
having to listen to their most superficial ones

(2/6/2012 10:58 am)