as my last official post, at least for the semester, (who knows, maybe i'll keep this blogging thing up) i suggest that everyone read Neil Gaiman. if you like fantasy and comedy, he is a great writer. i just finished Annasi Boys -i strongly recommend it.

in the upper-left corner of my mind there is a spark
flickering
it came out of a dream i had last night
and doesn't seem to want to leave.

they're already singing christmas songs...
it's not yet thanksgiving.

let the commercialism flow...

i've got my mind on things that have no meaning

i've got my eyes on you

well, there is always a reason

a reason to keep being 

the girl across the road

waiting for the traffic to stop

in a green wool coat

and swaying perfectly in the cold breeze

when she walks she keeps her head down

eyes on the road

and is gone

somewhere i don't know

there is nothing as disgusting as fake perfection

like bright plastic,

like frozen food

like that shit you hear on pop radio

i want something real,

strong and alive.

remember when life was worth living?

don't let if fade away,

there's still time left...

the cheese sandwich she had smelled strong and quite disgusting
who eats those kinds of things?



i had the inclination to leave...
but of course i stayed.


i always stay...

Melvin was very popular
Everyone wanted to be near him
They gathered in a huddle around him
He looked good, clean and sharp
Smiling blandly, with his eyes half closed
Dreaming
When they cut him open
They poked through his insides and probed
Curiously
Wondering what they'd find
Melvin didn't really mind
For one thing he was dead
And since it was either a biology lab table
or be made into bacon
it really didn't matter anyway.