dry, red
not cured, but cured
place reserved
bucket made of boards
under the deck
salt preserved
while the legs bow
frozen dead
not expired, but expired
can't last winter
17 September 2010
16 September 2010
sketches from ghost farm
in spring
when the leaves fall back
onto the trees
neon green
neon black
pour me a milk
i said to the
female ghost
i can't touch anything
the female ghost said
to me
i'm tired of
haunting the stable
i'm tired of
existential limbo
can we order a pizza
no
in spring
i rustle my sheets and chains
i change the trough water
i clean up them tumbleweeds
pour me a milk
pour it right through me
right through
neon black
neon green
when the leaves fall back
onto the trees
neon green
neon black
pour me a milk
i said to the
female ghost
i can't touch anything
the female ghost said
to me
i'm tired of
haunting the stable
i'm tired of
existential limbo
can we order a pizza
no
in spring
i rustle my sheets and chains
i change the trough water
i clean up them tumbleweeds
pour me a milk
pour it right through me
right through
neon black
neon green
10 September 2010
manage blogs (1 total) 2: dark territory
sparkles at the forest factory
riffs in the night
puking lawnmower
i have traveled here from _____
to relay a following message
touch me i'm benjaham
riffs in the night
puking lawnmower
i have traveled here from _____
to relay a following message
touch me i'm benjaham
Blocks
You will never win
Apple core
Empty pen
Giant air-conditioned computer
Ululating infidels crashing into themselves
Giant heated brains
Weeping sores
Massive kites emblazoned with jolly roger blanketing your every move
Yawning chasms of doubt
Spoilt milk
Death
Forgot to close tags
Forgot to turn iron off
Forgot to be avoided
Forgot to cancel hitman
Forgot
It's like this, kid
Give up early
Apple core
Empty pen
Giant air-conditioned computer
Ululating infidels crashing into themselves
Giant heated brains
Weeping sores
Massive kites emblazoned with jolly roger blanketing your every move
Yawning chasms of doubt
Spoilt milk
Death
Forgot to close tags
Forgot to turn iron off
Forgot to be avoided
Forgot to cancel hitman
Forgot
It's like this, kid
Give up early
06 September 2010
tale of personal assistant
i hired a personal assistant
her face was made of solid wood
her golden tresses black
we startled each other
a large bus came by the compound
i heard a dog
in the night, our eyes touched
the stars were all shimmery
shim shim shim shimmeropolis
and god said from his fiery cloud
long shall your limbs grow
my sweaty child
write that down, personal assistant
write that down
her face was made of solid wood
her golden tresses black
we startled each other
a large bus came by the compound
i heard a dog
in the night, our eyes touched
the stars were all shimmery
shim shim shim shimmeropolis
and god said from his fiery cloud
long shall your limbs grow
my sweaty child
write that down, personal assistant
write that down
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