Saturday, November 23, 2002

Junkyard God by JR Hayes.

My knuckles are bleeding on your front door and these flowers are wilting in the rain.They were for you and now they are for no one.They are as irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace.They are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star.Here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl of broken glass.She loves it when he wears his skin like that.It tatters.
i don't think i know where my vivid imagination ends and my murderous impulses begin.

Friday, November 22, 2002

Meow Meow Meow Cat Chow.

today i felt like a strange combination of Dennis Hopper in "Blue Velvet" and John Goodman in "The Big Lebowski".what if Kelly Osbourne really is the voice of our generation.if she is,let her message of rebellion and political and social upheavel be heard through out the land....

Blah Blah,Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah!!!!

she is what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass and Drink heineken instead of Papbst Blue Ribbon.did'nt think i could tie this all together,did you?
Behind the revolving doors skin moves like a filmstrip.I pass the the torch over your fingers and watch your lips quiver.An arm just came alive and chewed through the wires.Wait for an full moon to stich up the last bullethole.Dressed the skull in chainmail.She hid underneathe the sewage.And small children are praying for extra arms.

Monday, November 18, 2002

"L Formation" by Guy Kozowyk.

You play the role as a pawn
With my rook i will destroy
Coining the term "Blowjob Rock" with such integrity
Did you think i could respect?
Control and Erase
Masking your intentions in a blanket of sensitivity
And hiding behind a pair of think rimmed glasses
You create and perpetuate a new breed of sexual predator
You play the part as a pawn with such integrity
With my rook i will destroy
So now you know
Watch yourself
Control and Erase
Now you know
Watch yourself
You're in check
Control and Erase.

dedicated to the "emo" kids of Long Island and abroad,you're not fooling anyone anymore.