Wine and Cardigans

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

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

My Box Apartment has Dreams

Laundry Day

Monday, January 24, 2011

Bike Lane

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Orgasms from Tim Walker

Stretching my Holes

Wavves - King of the Beach

Colorful Moments

Friday, January 21, 2011

Ugly Sweater Contest Winner

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Homework with Velcro

Play Dope

Monday, January 17, 2011

The Band

Skin Peek

Hot Butt Time Machine

Friday, January 14, 2011

Breakups