I don’t know why I remember the way she walked. See, I’ve always had a sixth sense for the way people carried themselves, I suppose you could call it a fetish, but I always thought of it as more monomanic. In school I would attribute certain walks with certain people and their personalities then mimic … Continue reading The Dancer’s Walk
The Worst Feeling
Finding myself in the company of a diverse group of close friends, I asked a simple question of the worst feeling to be felt. The lover she told me tales of betrayal, breaking loves first rules Scorned emotions, abandoned mothers, well intentioned fools, Weeping guitars, forming scars, feelings that are lost Because those who … Continue reading The Worst Feeling
Quotes From Daniel Bukszpan’s “The Essential Wit of the World’s Funniest People”
"Brevity is the soul of wit." My love affair with the witty outlaw began about two years ago. After graduating from high-school I embarked on a summer-long binge of David Duchovny's Californication and fell in love with the unyielding smugness of a man helplessly lost in life, and in love. Since, wherever I see the witty outlaw … Continue reading Quotes From Daniel Bukszpan’s “The Essential Wit of the World’s Funniest People”
Views From The Chair (Edit)
Views From The Chair No. 1 I didn’t see the two walk in. My gaze was distracted by an obese women swimming at sloth-like pace, breathing so heavily my leg hairs swayed with every exhale, nearly twenty feet away. It was like an omen, either predicting my very near future of having to jump in … Continue reading Views From The Chair (Edit)
Views From the Chair
Views From the Chair No. 1 I didn’t see the two walk in. My gaze was distracted by an obese women swimming at sloth-like pace, and breathing so heavily my leg hairs swayed with every exhale, nearly twenty feet away. It was like an omen, either predicting my very near future of having to jump … Continue reading Views From the Chair
A Song
I wrote another song for, what I can best describe as, fun. I was listening to the absolute banger by Jim Croce: Rapid Roy (The Stock Car Boy), and was inspired by the emotional speed of the song to hash one of my own. So I used the instrumentals and tempo as an outline for … Continue reading A Song
Getting Through to the Blue.
Playing guitar over the past two or so years has led me to many avenues of music that I'm confident absent the guitar, I would've never discovered. Learning the old six string allowed me to appreciate the professionalism and dedication that all the genres incorporating the instrument must undergo to create beauty. Over the last … Continue reading Getting Through to the Blue.
Write It Out
The most pressing matter in my life, tis a hard one I tell you, one that only a self-loathing diabolical winehead could openly talk about, yet, it plagues every. single. one of us. Yes, you know what it is, as the thousands of abstracts images flow through your head only one thing comes to mind … Continue reading Write It Out
NOW IVE GOT SOMETHING TO SAY
Someone living in the pre-internet, actually, more like pre-print eras would cream themselves and sell their leftmost limbs to have a medium of expression this easy and ridiculous; actually 99% of them would try and either eat it or fuck it. So in light of this, and despite this, as aspiring creators of the next … Continue reading NOW IVE GOT SOMETHING TO SAY