ídem
January 22, 2010
vete a la mierda no voy a hacer lo que me dices que me
death class of 2064
January 22, 2010
The DJ
schmoozes
“And now we have a request”
“Here’s a little
Rage, Against, The Machine”
Then starts to croon,on the keyboard:
“Killing in the name of!
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses…”
as the aids hand out medication.
Tangipahoa
January 12, 2010
Bone grit
explodes into
a thousand circles
welcoming home
her borrowed
physicality.
2007
let it snow
January 8, 2010
tonight we huddle –
the crackling fire gives forth
all we require
2006/2008
still has lousy karma
January 4, 2010
Think I saw Hitler today
buzzing around piles
of slimy dog poop
making one of those
truculent speeches
to the eggs he just laid.
qazse 