Wine and Cardigans: November 2011

Stale crumbs sitting on time,
born into a stew of spit and grime,
wheeling in crates of carcasses and drugs,
the mixture sweats and begins its hugs.
Cupcakes grow big and look like three or two,
the hug walks into a wall,
confused,
it stares at a shoe.
Visions of a new world flood the disguise,
a head falls out and opens its eyes,
the figure stumbles and sheds its past,
it's a new year and everything is happening fast.
Thoughts are so loud it can't hear its voice,
a body wearing the other shoe helps with the choice.
Two figures jump,
nobody knows,
of the secrets they built into a frozen rose.
They fall past and through inside and out,
a new mind, a thought, a scream a shout.
Owners of a fresh skin,
model: happy,
the two figures run away with a new sin,
no need to feel crappy.
Their rich cravings breed a new set of crumbs,
this time,
born into a stew of rainbows and tums.

Wine and Cardigans

Monday, November 28, 2011

I want a gater

Rolling Stones - Not Fade Away

Postcards from Patrick (India, France, Greece)

Another Doodle

Paul Kuczynski

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Going to try this Astral projection

Saturday, November 19, 2011

These are cute and super cheap!

I want to make these

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

My Romance

Friday, November 11, 2011

Clever Toys

Monday, November 7, 2011

The Grates - Turn Me On

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Halloween Shots