Sunday, April 1, 2012

if you want me to treat you like shit i will (Relearning the Alphabet)

A
i remember when i started writing on
both sides of pages
metaphorically, this is poetry
is everything metaphorical?
an infinitely sharp knife will cut you
into infinity pieces

B
how do you use the word Beautiful
what do you mean by it
i want my friends to never die
before i do

C
change
everything is always changing
constantly
for example,
when you hold your pen horizontally
the ink will start to not come out anymore
until you hold it vertical again
maybe that was a bad example

D
do i ever seem unsatisfied
because if i do
maybe i should start doing something
like
maybe i should think abt how much
i like music
but when it's quiet too it's nice

E
my neck hurts
the word every
i feel like an envelope
every time
on ee cumming's desk
everywhere
and my lower back too

F
effects pedals creating different sounds
on my bass guitar
i am a mosnter
e f g

G
the shape of things to come
and things that have been
we are sitting around a campfire
ban
jos

H
hi it is extremely nice to meet you
wow cool we have the same name

I
me one roman
how you think abt yourself
authoritive (authorite)
authoritvly
authoritatively
acceptance
acceptence

J
jumbo shrimpin
with my homies
you are an eagle
i said that to this
rele drunk kid

K
then me and my friend
kyle convinced him to drink a brisk
my friends name is actually jimmy lol
the metaphorical warmth under the blankets

L
there are so many meanings inside
you
it's something i love to think abt

M
do the right thing
or try to think more abt
doing the right thing

O
.i.tell.people.i.am.an.o.
.but.i'm.really.just.the.number.zero.
.oh.
.i.thought.you.were.a.circle.

it's funny how can mean nothing
and infinity
(i meant to write a symbol)
but we also or something

P
a person who is really tired
and misses sleeping next to his girlfriend
and everything abt her
as a person

Q
you can't win them all
there's one at every party

R
i hope i rember to go to the bathorom
before falling aslepe
brings up bad memories
do you every wonder how to read
how i wish they were real

S
i want to give you a unicorn
take a picture of your face
and keep it in my heart forever

T
tell me what you think my name means
but without every really telling me

U
i always like the lyrics
"but you, ya know, you are my favorite"
by coheed and cambria
in that song they made

V
my roommate isn't a fan of the term
"went viral," or "going viral"
he pretty much hates the internet

W
so much depends on the red
i'm just kidding i love you
X
i miss being excited abt the x-games

Y
i've got an idea
we name the band "yes"
oh wait somebody already did that

Z
get excited abt waking up tomorrow
or any day
for that matter
that's what matters

Friday, March 30, 2012

do i

so many people
worry abt so many things
that don't matter
including me

wut is luv


I want to text every second that im not talking to you
and
i want to abbrievuate my love for u so i can show it to you many more times

Thursday, March 29, 2012

I want to text every second that im not talking to you and i want to abbrievuate my love for u so i can show it to you many more times
Because i wanted to send uit to u
Knowing im not perfect
But that i want to communicate my emotions to you as fast and real as opossible
When i abreivate i mean it more
It is a direct form of telling u how i feel
Of how excited i was to write it andf thatys why ist mispelled

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

conpletely potty trained

it's funny how such smart people will believe such 
stupid things
including me

i'm thinking about getting one of those piercings where your soul patch goes
or would go

we will

come and take me
it’s all alright
sing this to you
and me
tomorrow
I don’t
expect to not wanna
you can call me
anytime
you wanna
you will
and I will to

oranges

when you get stoned
u can’t concentrate
like orange juice
but like people who
complete all of their
assignments
stupid deviate
see what’s been accepted
everywhere else
look at it

you replace me with your cursive

you                  
replace          
me                   
strMMing            
 softly             
  soRry
   aLright
knoOne
UnDer
Why?
 Rall
  Raround
all
alone
d.d.d.
 lever(puller)
  with  your
    cursive 

candles

the pages in between
another book

I just couldn’t do it
I just couldn’t do it again

I can’t
I’m stupid

there’s nothing wrong with me
my handwriting is excellent

cursive is no longer being taught
to our children

and they are growing up
with candles

candles in libraries
on the internet

the library is no longer access
the internet is access

Monday, March 26, 2012

floridian superman

don't rele care abt my "internet presence"

legit thought abt posting "ill take your soul and make it my slave" as a comment on fbook

decided not to

constantly feeling "like i have to sneeze" and eyes watering

shit sux but its cool

read an article abt a domesticated deer in pulaski ny

feel bad if they kill it, feel bad for it in general

brought up the "trayvon martin case" today to my roomate and friend

friend expressed anger that the media originally labeled zimmerman "white"

kind of agree, he's hispanic, but what does that even matter

so a fatass spic gets his as beat by a scrawny nigger so he shoots him

sounds like a pussy to me

hope he doesn't get away with it, he started it

will the south ever rise again

or has the south risen again

i'm not racist but i'm white

i don't think george was a serious racist either

i think he was a fucking wanna be superhero

that deserves to be charged with something

but it's fucking florida

you might be able to get away with killing your own daughter in florida 

Sunday, March 25, 2012

don't call me bro, bro

I'm at tgifriday and the bar manager keeps
calling me bro, it's kind of condescending

I'm all alone drinkin a bluemoon waiting for
amanda to ger off work and my half price
apps

I just unwrapped my silverware and set the
table for one

The bar manager told me his name is chris

Theres a blonde chick that talks in a really
high pitched baby voice, i think she thinks
she sounds cute

sick

my nose is running
down the railroad tracks
into the gym to the bassline
are there any tissues in this room
no great
iv'e got to include my blogging
in my analysis statement
duh. get ready to write
and be sick but then
get healthy again
if you want it
enough i am
looking at those
words upside down
and they
are beautiful

playing music in front of people | variations

playing music
in front of people

depends on what
kind of music you play

it's all in what you
don't say with your mouth

or write into the
air with unperfect sound

listening inside of our heads
and dancing you have to dance

to show them you like it
so we all can like it

i'm sure like bob dylan must have done it
even though i've never seen it done

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Dont call me bro, bro
By a waiter
Being called bro

dog poem

i always
wanted to
do things
with my
poetry

take it off
it's leash
and let
it bite
the neighbors

you need to
take your
poem off
it's leash
and let
it dig thru
all of the
garbage
cans in
the neighbor
hood

floored

lay on
the floor
and use
your chest
as a table
while
listening
to music
a surface
to write
on i am
a surface
to write
on

poly pitch shifter

     sing in
     two octaves
     at once

     sing in
     three octaves
     at once

     sing in
     four octaves
     at once

then listen to
     yourself
     in the
     broken
     mirror

keep your lamps trimmed and burning

keep writing!
never stop
writing

keep your
lamps trimmed
and burning
light all of
your candles!

twirling your
body thru
all of that
scent

make it
happen

everything you write is beautiful (as you are)

(i must make sure to specify
in my will,
all of this)

i want to turn into my handwriting
when i die

my fingers are page numbers
making the cover out of my hair

my soul is stored in the letter L
and i will forever look out at you thru the letter s
look for me

make my bones into pencils
and use my nose as an eraser

put all of my emotion,
the emotions of my entire life
into an ink

cremate the remains
of my remains and
then digitize me

spreading them around
the internet

Friday, March 16, 2012

Im mad abt drug education write an essaty then u fuckin

Thursday, March 15, 2012

lol
asshole
Fuckin jay leno
I lose faith in music
Well commercial music

a | bookmark

read without
your bookmark
tonight


you are my bookmark
you hold my place
in what
i am reading

you read with me
and you sleep with
me in the best parts of whatever
book we are reading

get upset

your stupid  scrapbooking
your not a poet
your a frikken scrapbooker of scrap
and words your a frikken scrappoemer
of scrap
and words
your frickening

how horrible a person i
must be
i'm not bob dylan
i'm not anything important
but i'm not stupid
but maybe i'm stupid
cause i can't write good
or bc i expect so much of myself all the time
but i've plenty of time
i do if i want it
if i stop wanting anything else
i can do whatever i want to
or maybe not
this is so pointless



this couch is gonna
break my back
(i wish all of my stress
would melt away
or evaporate)
i have eaten too much cheese
and submitted the wrong poems in school


i'm chris hanson dateline nbc
and we're doing a story on people who watch
to catch a predator


this back is gonna
break my back

this couch is gonna
break my couch

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

playing music in front of people | variations

playing music in front of people

playing beautiful music in front of beautiful people

playing beautiful music in front of ugly people

playing ugly music in front to ugly people

playing ugly music in front of beautiful people

playing music in front of no one, nobody, everybody

stafford forge | the chatter

a chipmunk is getting vocal abt something
how does it make that noise
such a cute
little noise

my legs are uncomfortable
as i want to think abt what
to do for the rest of the day

just another
intellectual
becoming
anti-intellectual

real smart kid
that's real smart
what am i saying
listen to yourself kid
no, listen

stafford forge | i'm in my candle when it's burning

how could i of let myself get this involved
"i don't think we're out of the woods yet"

what is fun anymore
what does all this mean
for me, it means a lot

at least I've been writing alot

there's some weird chipmunk sex going on over there

stafford forge | the story of my life

i fished for a little while and i didn't catch anything
i will sleep in my pine needle bed
as the breeze lightly blows over me
i will make our bed out of pine needles
i always thought it i lived in (went to) the woods
all of my problems would go away
i have come here to write poetry
feeling sad? write poetry sand? write poetry
pine sap? write poetry smelly shoes, no socks
write poetry mechanical pencil? write poetry
the poet exudes himself? into the forest
he has taken a seat on the floor of the earth
upon such a comfortable covering
he lays his head down
inside New Jersey's living room
of the forest
or what's left of the forest
according to the weather
everything is done according to the weather
in accordance to the sun or the rain clouds
the sound of a splash over by the water
everything is to be done over by the water
throw your cellphone
or whatever device
you keep time by
into the channel
i spied a chipmunk's
tail and thought it
was a squirrel's tail
the story of my life

stafford forge | the war

i can't get drunk anymore
i can experience nature
i can fold my legs and sit on the ground
feel the warmth of the sun
the warmth of the sun wants you to be healthier
and stronger
pine trees never wanted to be associated with sad songs
but i understand why you think that

the quiet
wind
that makes
everything
move

a blanket of pine needles cushioning my behind
why do they call a butt a behind?
it's not the only part that's behind you
divide my
body into
columns

what do we need to do to become successful somethings
go to the city or go to the woods
"there's no money in the woods"
said the tree
"they haven't made me into money yet"

the first bank of
North American
wilderness
open everyday
and on
weekends

the first bank of
a cloudless blue sky
i'd like to deposit
the sound of an airplane into my account

we're all out of pine needles so we're gonna have to pay you in pine cones
or bog water

the iron ore was
all made into
cannonballs
for the war

i am unsure whether or not i will catch anything with this fishing pole
"somethings need to be resolved," i thought
"you know what that is, what they are"
you're not an engine
you don't need your
oil changed
or new spark plugs

it's more abt how warm the water is
and being truthful and sacrifice
you need to make decisions abt the seasons
the seasons won't decide for you
have you listened to the woods lately
no i didn't think so

the porch


it's kind of like a lonliness togetherness type of thing
i just thought of every living fish on the planet at once

today is a very nice day
it is warm
i hope i write many poems abt today
and abt sitting on my porch in my underwear

a worthless poet, no
this isn't worthless this is worth something
if not much something is not a thing
always remember that kids
and adults

the grass is yellow + green from winter
the shadows make everything darker
but they are made by the sun
no, they are made by the things in this world

there are shadows made by poetry contests
and people being violent to each other

trees make the grass darker and clouds block the sun and remove all shadows, no create one
big shadow

a shadow so
big it can
darken a whole
flock of birds

but it's a shadow
that doesn't last
forever because
shadows don't
last forever

just like all the things i am doing wrong won't last forever
if i don't let them
and my poems won't always be abt the same things

and they won't always be abt how nice a day it is

and one day i hope to be sitting on my own
porch in
my underwear

not as a worthless poet
but as something
else
not a pizza boy
or a painter
but something else

did i write abt how nice a day it was  because
i didn't want to think abt other things?
yes
and
no

there are a lot of things i am afraid to think abt

that's scary

like what if
you could see
inside my
head and tell
me what i'm
thinking
would i be better
or worse off?

i guess i protect
myself through
metaphors i guess

nobody is truly organic

i am lucky that i am sane
or think i am
(you don't know what it means to win)
sanity is a beautiful girl
on a warm day

thinking that a bug is biting you
but there is no bug
just not always thinking that
appreciation
appreciating music
i'm tired of having to do my hw
and being tired all the time
and wanting to smoke weed
and writing abt it
and singing abt it
but its not wrong to think this is not enough

i just want sunshine to feel warm
on my skin again
to be organic
but nobody is truly organic
no matter how vegan you are
you still have to breathe air
you still have to drive a car
if you want to get to work

when faced with a mechanical pencil
you can choose to use it or
just keep everything inside your head
it's better to let it out
turn yourself into music and clouds
since when were your senses never
enough for you
since the day you were born
that's when

rumours

your gonna burn the apartment complex
down
you meant your apartment
building
as a metaphor for
an MFA program

i am a fan of stevie nicks
voice
i don't care how much
cocaine she did

sometimes i blur my vision
and admire the shape the
words make on the page.
i think i need a beer now
i watched a
lady almost
hit her head
and die
at this bar
called the
sleepy hollow

It's all the same you wrote me pros before and now another time, without thinking about what you wrote before, when you called yourself on the phone but didn't ask to come over so you sit and you think about your name.

The skateboards hanging on my walls know my name. They know my shoes and my feet. The guitar on my wall knows my hands and my fingers. You only know me from my poems, or maybe you don't, hello my name is Dana Walker.

I play guitars in bars where drunk white trash women's arguments erupt into violence at eight PM.

idk

what would it be like
to do what i will do
and become
what i will become

first like borrowed from spanish harlem incident

come and take me
it's all right
sing this to you
and me
tomorrow
i don't
expect to not wanna
you can call me
anytime
you wanna
you will
and i will too

playing music in front of people

playing music
in front of people
and alone

because that's why
we do this
thinking in cursive
yelling "play that song"
by i don't remember

Let
Us
believe
us
let
Play guitar
Everyday of your life

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Whats the point
Just give up
I dont know what the point is
Should i just give up
Theres nothing that will come of me
Give up on what?
Give up on what
I see there is so much
I want to see
That i can see
Only when i am with you
I sleep naked
And the light floods
Into my window
Onto the walls
And i see why i am missing you

Monday, March 5, 2012

If i can hear you talking on your cellphone when i have earbuds in you need to lower your fucking voice

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Ambivalence of education:
I feel both smarter and dumber
Than i have ever felt before.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Monday, February 20, 2012

I just looked at the cover of selected poems by william carlos williams, laughed, and thought of you
Are the jonas brothers gay?
Politicians are shady

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Do you think that the placebo effect works on weed?
How building with wood is like writing a story
He said "I got a job building stars. I ride a spaceship to work."

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

This kid wont stop talking and no one wants to talk to him
I effectively
Played a joke
On myself in front
Of the class
I feel the smartest
When i feel like
A stupid idiot

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

selection from "Instructions following Canthacur therapy"

Do not panic if large blisters form. 

talkin two

he told a story
about how he went to buy a lighter
the girl behind the counter said "what color?"
and he said "it dosen't matter"
she said "one time a kid didn't want a white lighter, i thought he was racist or something"
"no, some people are superstitious about white lighters"
she gave him a white lighter
then he got in his truck and went to light a cigarette
and there was no fuel inside the lighter

talkin

he talked about weed
and how much weed people have
and what kind of weed it is
and how much they pay for it
and where it comes from
then he changed the subject to how sturgeon is now an endangered species

Monday, February 13, 2012

I shud of charged this piece
I feel like ppl are afraid of me
I feel strange today, aort of anxious, i hope we talk abt something interesting in class today to distract me
While walking in the hall i turned my head sharply and i felt like a mechanical raptor
I forgot to brush my teeth today but im not worried, they probably smell like metal
I feel like a terminator, a machine

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

The girl sitting next to me said to the boy she is talking to "am i bothering you? I feel like i am"
Rainbow shark is going to class and then to the grocery store. Shes going to buy more coffee.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Whats is this vermont when i was like 12 or 13
Tom green is lucky he got so piopular, so is eminem
She was a man when he was a woman and vice versa
She felt like a man bc she was a man
Rainbow shark is gooing to sleep soon so she can wake up early and geyt nack to productivity
Raibow shark is unsure of the meaning of the term controlliong value
Rainbow shark considered the average length of a fil while watching freddy git fingered, she remembered talking to the retartded gay azn bus boy at nicks pizza
Rainbow shark unplugged her cell phone. It was fully charged. She set her alarm for ten am.
Rainbow shark kneeled down to tie his shoe in the middle of a field
Rainbow shark hurt his back lifting weights

Friday, February 3, 2012

The idea that everything is true according to so?eome

second to last page

eye,
there was once a story that ended before
it was ever written. I'm not sure whether
ir not I'm still hallucinating or wherher
that man really just rode into the backyard
on a motorcycle and said "I followed the music."
Its getting quiet now in the library. His body
is telling him it will soon be time to go into
the bathroom and take a shit. Just texted
the phrase "I have to poo first." Don't everpiss
on the carpet ever again. A man wearing
an ambiguously gay scarf just descended
the stairwell. His body just farted a metaphor
for writing.  a metaphor for chapbooks. It doesn't
make a difference who wins the super
bowl this year just don't get too drunk.
Make sure to eat a lot of wings. His
body is telling him it will soon be time to go into
the bathroom and take a shit. Just texted
the phrase "I have to poo first." Don't everpiss
on the carpet ever again. A man wearing
His body is telling his brain that his hand is
tired but he keeps moving it anyway. There
once was a story that ended before it was
finished. There once was a story that started
before it was ever finished. I want to walk thru
the book censor and when it goes off the
guy will look at me and say
"it's ok" eye

i want to write eye poems
eye want to write i poems

eye want to promise you
eye will love you forever
eye want to snuggle you
eye want to look into your eye
eye promise you
eye will look into your eye

pg 16

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$30 per hr.
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collage

pg15

OUT OF

collage

pg 14

fruits and veggie
[collage]

pg 13

With us, it's personal.

collage

pg 12

[blank]

pg 11

the other day while taking
a shit i noticed a spider
by the edge of the baseboard
heater and i let him be

just now as i was taking
a piss i thought "in order
for that spider to be alive
he must successfully be killing and
eating other bugs" eye

then i thought "it's strange
how i only think about
them while in the act
of going to the bathroom"

2:27 AM eye

pg 10

[blank] pending publication

pg 9

the kid that looked like
the virginia tech shooter
turned out to be in the
army, married, and very
well spoken.

eye
eye
eye

pg 8

[blank]

pg 7

today was the first day
of class for my communication
theory class eye
the teacher said something like
"i bet when you hear the word
"theory" you feel afraid
(or something) and
i thought "no" eye
there were too many people an
not enough tables space eye
i sat next to a fat geeky looking
death metal enthusiast eye
a kid walked in late that looked
just like the virginia tech shooter
i thought "this class is going to be
great" turns out i met a fellow
tool fan who told me eye
he told me he's thought about
becoming a comedian eye
he was nowhere near as angry
as i thought he was eye

 

pg 6

looked out/over by the
video rack a two
Asians courting
there she is eye
the window opener/closer
eye do not want to
waste any more time
the sound of his
shoes sound like plastic
squeezing eye
i wonder what is happening
in that room she just went in
eye would like to see
her facial expression
eye would like to start
reproducing chapbooks
eye would like to generate
quality content
eye

pg 5

eye i said "when i don't smoke
or drink i think about serious
things all the time" and she
said "i don't smoke or drink
and i don't think about serious
things all the time" eye
i said "i have these moments
that are like panic attacks (or
i am afraid to admit that i eye
am having a panic attack) where
i feel horrible and discouraged
like everything i do is eye stupid

pg 4

i am naked while
you are nude
we are bothing
drinking snapple
outside next to a stream

from this chair in the library
i can see for miles
projecting my emotions
into an airplane isee
out the window

everything i look at
i am projecting my feelings into
the entirety of the library
everything i am currently
feeling right now on the
white surface of the moon
the blueness of the sky
surrounding the moon
my eyes are actually on the
moon and in my peripheral
vision everything is blue
blue like the cover of this book
or the ink inside this pen
and on this page
right now this book is
the color of the inside of
my brain

cont'd...

all of my emotions are now the surface
of the moon during the day when
the sky is blue

my vision of the moon is only a
tiny place in the blue sky
i always thought the man in the
moon looked like a dog barking,
or growling. or at least with its
mouth open

pg 3

called me today
i said "hello"
and said "sam?"
did you know
they send letters
of negatives
fifteen
dollars

pg 2 horizontal

I am unsure whether                                      It's
 certain people I am                                       very strenous
  friends with on facebook                               to write
   are schitzophrenic                                         like this
    or just extremely                                           while in bed
     creative                                                        I mean
                                                                      on my
I am tired                                                        hand
I like these little
  book thingys
A combo between                                        When you are
  a y and an l                                                   asleep
                                                                    you are communicating
                                                                    that you are
                                                                          asleep

pg 1

i just drank two glasses
of ginger ale
then i read 'penis envy'
by ana carete
she likes to talk about
pussys a lot
she wrote
"this little pussy went..."
i can't remember the rest
it was imitating this
little piggy
i put together a bunch of
different sized blank
chapbooks today
this is one of them
i just got a paper cut
on my pinky

cover

the advantage
of a computer
is you dont need
a pen

the advantage
of a pencil
is you dont run
out of ink

the advantage
of a grip pen
is that it feels
nice

the advantage of
a chapbook
is that you
can cherish it
forever

the advantage of
language is that
its no longer
inside of you

you never
stop communicating
Waiting for the bell text message alert there it is
These texts
Are so hard
To understand
Frick my lief

Thursday, February 2, 2012

I dont know why i remember being so mean to my little brother when i was younger maybe bbc i was
I dont know why i remember that day when the hurricane swell arrived and i rode a wave a full jettys length
I dont know why i remember being denied from the ocean by the waves and crawling up onto the beach after almost drowning myself
It is an affirmation of my blessings
It will always be loved
It must be made
It must be heard
It does not have to thouhght of as good
I thought that this music i make is for me and does not have to exist for any other reason than to make me happy
I felt pure happiness last night playiny banjo
Banjo is my happiness

Monday, January 30, 2012

I want to rust every piece of metal with u
We can take the sand from underneath the strongest foundation and we rust ever piece of metal
We eat the sand away from expensive houses
We are the ocean when the offshore wind grooms barrels and we are the ocean full of whitewater
You are the creek and i am the bay and we are the ocean
I think abt you as the sound of a military airplane breaking the sound barrier behind my parents house
I think about us as alone in the beatiful forests of the pine barrens in perfect weather
You are more than what i think is important
You are an involuntary necessary reason to be alive

you are the creek and i am the stream and we are the ocean

you are more than what i think is important 
you are an involuntary necessary reason to be alive
more than the conversations we have that bounce off of many cell phone towers
more than everything i post on the internet
i think about us as alone in the beatiful forests of the pine barrens in perfect weather
i think abt you as the sound of a military airplane breaking the sound barrier behind my parents house
you are the creek and i am the bay and we are the ocean
we are the ocean when the offshore wind grooms barrels and we are the ocean full of whitewater
we eat the sand away from expensive houses
we can take the sand from underneath the strongest foundations and we rust every piece of metal
i want to rust every piece of metal with u

i pause the ustream bc an ad is about to play and i dont want to miss anything

i am alternating between fullscreen and not fullscreen so i can type this
elaine sun sounds very intelligent
she just said a sandwich and a late caost 7 dollars i think
i am 72% drunk
someone just said '100 blog years'
jackson niewland is deleting his comments on steve roggenbucks status about a poem
'my face feels fucking fantastic right now'
i just got a boner
i think i have read what she is saying before
i have
brenda lol
she is hold a cellphone in one hand and a macbook in the other while reading
everyone just laughed real loud
someone just whispered "read them"
rele drunk now
feeling unattached to the realization that i need to read something by richard yates
uhhh
i feel like if i was in the presence of megan boyle irl she might want to sleep with me
but she would want to project that she hated me
i am unsure whether i would feel comfortable sleeping next to her in a bed after reading her list of everyone she has had sex with
but i would never do anything like that bc i have a gf that i love and want to marry someday
just sayin

wat

wat u got in that bag?
some of that sticky icky icky?
I have class in 5mins
I love my qwerty keyboard
A kid just walked by me seemingly laughing about nothing
Just read a draft of an im: "i am standing in a tree with 1 bar"

working

this one hasn't been working
ppl keep trying to log on
girl said 'u should put a piece of paper on it'
and i said 'i like watching ppl try'

i will treat you like a golf ball

i want to walk up to a random stranger and yell
get in the hole
directly into their face
like they are a golf ball

oh my god

the lab monitor is telling people they are fucked right now
the people are realizing the severity of this situation

the last time i had to print out things last minute before class there was a really long line by the printer and it wasnt working so i went to another building and printed my shit but then the teacher never collected it

i told a guy sitting next to me that the website was down
i dont know what counts as good writing or maybe i do, either way, i know that i am alive

a girl just turned her monitor towards me to plug something in
she just whispered oh my god

its not like i have to carry it around with me

i tried to do read the recommended reading but the website was down
i have two things to do today that i should have done already

workshopping my story will make it several times better

i thought it was good at one point but now i dont believe that anymore
i thought i was good at one point but now i dont believe that anymore

a woman said that her teacher isnt going to believe her about the website being down because last time she had a problem last time with printing something for class

i feel bad for the lab monitor he was helping a clueless racial woman
i do not want to mention her race it dosent matter

self doubt is stupider than you i smelled a fart before when a girl was sitting on the computer next to me

thinking that something can be good/bad, saying i love/hate you, something that makes sense/is nonsense
i wonder what time the post office closes sometimes when i look at writing i don't like the way it looks and that affects how i think about it

the internet is limitless so i might as well fill it up with as much as i can
its not like i have to carry it around with me

Saturday, January 28, 2012

to actually have feelings

im glad i chose not to drink tonight
sometimes its nice to actually have feelings

breath

i felt tired so i pressed
the screen to my chest
and i am listening to u breathe

i am lying next to you and you are warm


while You are sleeping
i write poems abt u
on my cellphone

the room is completely 
dark and i just thought 
i couldnt write this on 
a gameboy pocket 
not even a gameboy color

i felt tired so i pressed
the screen to my chest
and i am listening to you breathe

i am sitting in total darkness
you are the lighted screen in my room
and there is nowhere without us

my cellphone

while You are sleeping
i write poems abt u
on my cellphone

untitled

i am writing this poem
lying next to you
and you are warm

you are the lighted screen in my room

we are more than where anyone is
you are every and i am thing
we are everything
we are everywhere
we are everything there is
you and i are the only things that exist to me
nothing else exists except you
i am sitting in total darkness and you are the lighted screen in my room


We are where more than anyone is
You are every and i am thing
We are everything
There is nowhere without us
We are everywhere
We are everything there is
You and i are the only things that exist to me
Nothing else exists except u
I am sitting in a completely dark room and u are the lighted screen
You are the lightedd screen in my room
Go to the msueam/hav a plan

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Rowan hall reminds me of total recall
My stomach
Dosnt hurt
I think i will
Liek this teacher
Hes looking at the pictures
Stomach hurts
Sitting in
First day of class
I hope i liek this teacher plz
Wokeup to a woodchipper

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Humanism vs hitlerbro
humanism
Im a fuckin human being
You're fuckin hitler bro
yeahhhhh
Uneditwed uncensored raqwdogd
So new
Luv my neew blog
I cant sleep write
Brittany murophey
Beautiful bottle sleeping dog
"i cant sleep" 'read'
U scared?
Ill wreck u in madden bro
Private property story
Salmon fishing
Torkage on the shaft of the stick 'thats what she said'
Mindset of lenny and blake as fishermqan