I like my decaffinated coffee caffinated

I like my decaffeinated coffee decaffeinated

You know it takes a while to work it up to tummy privs'
Come on now
that's not fair
That's how I see you
more often
my hands turn into drum sticks
freezing in place
stories that sound like they are going
to start off good then go south
then finish
. . . . ? ? ? ? ? . . . .
O D D L Y
you can't understand why or how one
comes up with such
. . . . te he he.
with a bit of cinnamon
on the wife's shallow
grave . .
The bones of a reluctant cat. . .
he'd like to work on me and
not in the literal sense.
I'm a theologin. . . .
login
low again
her legs lacking in moisture
and felt nice against
H20.
Interrupting panda. . .
interpreting . . .
this the right way.
Inhabiting hearts . . . .
why you'd expect that they don't
get better . . .
but they do.

loXe and haTe

You gotta LOXE AMUL9!

I'm sitting at the 5 Spot . . .
waiting for the fire to drop
early here drink no beer
lifting fear
atmosphere
loxing you in the wrong gear
try to not care
what friends think
rightfully
opinion stink
P L I N K
in the hole in the bed
yackaddy
in my head
set the sound up
on stage I said
making the bread
breaking the fed
I can't explain it
much less retain it
all this insane shit
load in is soon
refrain from
the face hit . . .
I thought I loxed you
but my face turned blue
what is true
having trouble deciphering
what my mind has
created
expanding . . .

L A U G H T E R

you've got to laugh

A T H E R . . . .

expanding . . . .

into you and forgetting
who . . . .

suspended belief
she yearns in peace

retrieving her time
a r o u n d grows
the vine

slowly surfaces

grab your purses

openly curses

it's curtains

worshiping

the worst

in you . . . .



Let's
blew
it.

Forever

Been forever and a spinning head
grabbing it creates friction on my hands
and having fun in the sac
never get mad about that
moving again
new AMUL9
these know what is up
glad we come together
the agent contacts me back
when we get together
it makes me smile
to bad friendships
are sour
makes you wonder where
you have allowed yourself to fit
moving way cross' town this time
and won't know where you live
spending all my time
with one of the sexiest
humans I have ever met . . .
scrambling to play catch up
through
a tuba
I have not played tuba before
so you can imagine
never blogging
and having to let it empower you.
Gotta go now.

Sign up for the 'Words for DeTOx class'

Been on a 10 day detox
beat boxing the toxins
out of my system
unlocked
and
moving

was on the phone with my sister
I miss her and her wisdom
is like a game of twister
let go of
Mr.
and kissed her

on the lemon kidney cleanse
been at the ashram, gosh darn
with new friends
lending
yoga mats
and bending that

woke up with nausea
nasya calling ya
can't breath
crawling ta
wipe on a sleeve
get a block for those knees

about done mirror
sample this
fun beer
don't miss
truth dear
get a whiff
of this here

self loxe
that's important
hate on yourself
like an orphan
or a damaged organ
mind retortin' . . .

like mom say's
you're all you've got
that's a lot
good lookin'
put that in a pot
you're cooking . . .

Thorns

This is the [being] on the bottom step that leads up to my [sanctuary]. Notice the fish in his belly.

I have experienced the good here
and inside myself
and I appreciate
even the thorns
that I have to constantly
step on
I want to manipulate the sound
and not each other
and who is to say that I am
not the sole proprietor
of the pain and paranoia
trying to figure it all out
could take this life time
A.J. gave a good point
about WHY
WHY does not matter
as much . . . .

Oh yes . . . DANDELIONS AND BUTTERFLIES X 3
Oh yes . . .
DANDELIONS AND BUTTERFLIES X 3
Oooo yeah . . .
DANDELIONS AND BUTTERFLIES X 3
Oh yes . . .
FARIES DANDELIONS & BUTTERFLIES X 3
Oh yes . . .
FARIES DANDELIONS & BUTTERFLIES X 3

going to cover myself in oil now.

http://www.lorascope.com
( : soon : )

Sweaty fingers/feathers

I loxe good country music!

Thanks for fishing out GREAT dad!

Cisco's busting out all the tricks . . .

I am on a wonderful journey . . .

sometimes . . .

I have to turn good country music up

real loud and sing along . . . .

I can't miss out on a beautifully balladed morning

with Cisco accompany . . .

I miss DAD.

I want to cry . . . I don't know why I hold it back . . . these are my very own tears.

I feel silly for sharing them with myself sometimes . . .

Don't you dare think that it is because of you . . . or you . . .

It's definitely always because of me.


I am detoxing and I have now broken into an emotionally
cold sweat . . . whooooo!

It is a good idea to try to see self destruction reverse itself . . .

Yes . . . but it was so much fun destroying something so beautiful. . . to . . . CRUSH . . . it's face.

Wheels over meals

Be positive be positive be positive. Fuck that. Be positive so people will run right over your ass.

what the fuck am I supposed to do when I am surrounded by
dumb 2 faced lying folks!
You've got friends and loxers . . . but the bottom line is folks
will take what they can get and ALWAYS assume that they know exactly
what is going on.

I am sick of feeling like the whole fucking world is out to get me . . .
especially when they get close.

My space is invaded because I allow it to be because I am too nice . . . I think.
I'm just damn sick of it.

I don't think I ever felt at home here . . . to many bosses . . .
. . . fuck that. Not any more.