balboa park 12-05-06

sprinkler hits the lightpost at the dogpark

carolaiku

late nite candy trips
to the circus room use my
meal card for pop tarts

joyner dorm all girls
nerd stuck up sorostitute
athlete bossy shy

run dark night late field
shower with your flip flops on
big robe change in room

dusty matted rug
not old cheap clammy a/c
high ceiling wood door

books in bags in piles
on floor wood desk white loft with
matching comforters

first week syllabus
how many can i miss &
get away with it

register for class
based on who's taken taking
easiest teacher

turn in book reports
don't raise hand teacher wrote she
sensed intelligence

cute boys on sidewalks
why aren't they in this class room
we'd have common work

dorm kitchen used once
everclear jello shots passed
out before noon bad

relevant old onion

Use Of Organic Peanut Butter Adds Two Minutes To Local Man's Life

bad skippy

i love peanut butter and the name of this site is skippy haha but in no way do i endorse the use of skippy peanut butter. ever. or any 'peanut butter' to which they've added cancer-causing 'fat' & 'sugar' to enhance its flavor/stirredness.

peanut butter should look like this




separation is
natural shake well stir it up
applies to good things

where do you think all the crap they add to the peanut butter goes? after years and years
lipomas everywhere

how bad is it? they won't even give the ingredients to their 'peanut butter' on the skippy peanut butter website. which happens to be peanutbutter.com. ba$tards.

they also make a 'natural' peanut butter, and instead of pumping it full of transfats like the regular skippy, they use palm oil and sugar and other garbage. it's a trick and it's gross marketing.

unskippy haha

invisible ink

i see a red door and i want to paint it black
boiling over with impatience and pissy vitriol

amsterdam apts

not longing haiku 63-69

singer just a whore
sell her talents to takers
come one come all pay

each interaction
rubs raw the nerves on the back
of my neck shreds them

much too intense for
me to belive that you would
be happy as friends

the right ones just left
the others hung back vultures
they swoop for the kill

i'd tell him & he'd
fall & then we'd both be stuck
with dangling bridges

when you soar and i
know you've stolen my wings i
wish you shot down lame

hovering breathing
heavy snorting and grunting
like the pig you are

that toddling town

monarch

holden's regenerating balls

trying to overcome being neutered, holden grows another set of cojones on his ribs.



going to the vet thursday.

one from sept. '05

strange cargo