You recited neruda, words softly caressing me

the cascade of the nightlife

and the words of a poet, long dead -

mind finally still from the torrent of words

given new life

a yearing for the oceandespite the great din of people

drowning out the small voices of their realities

I hung on the every word

words rustling into to my eager ears

and drinking deeply of your lips

a somnambulists reality

nightlights reflecting in the streets - urban oil slicks of  

luminance

To guide me to the dawn

A soft surrender

Lips

lips like a question

begging fufillment

remaining unasked and trembling

in the power of the question

Eyes darkly dreaming of desire

I want to take you

take you to the ocean surf

and fall into this question and measure your life-beat

with the pounding of the waves

the heartbeat of all lifethe dark mystery of the depths

lost in the moment

free from the fighting and arguments of shattered domestic bliss

a dawning awareness of landscapes and myself

I sleep alone and cramped

snow and fire, cold and warmth, in equal measure

a decade gone, a fathers face mostly forgotten

how can it be so long since i was last at my childhood home?

my family has aged in my absence.

christmas

the first family holiday in so long

i have a niece now

and my brothers have grown into gradual men

no more little boys

lost in pirate games

dusty childrens books alone and forgotten

there is chocolate and coffee

my mothers cranberry bread

i knew so well and missed

cigars and port

a warm fire, and handels messiah

and faces i once knew

but gradually forgot

I could get used to this life

quiet and sleepy and slow

a warm fire, to gradually creep into my ... Read more ...

I got mugged yesterday. I was walking along, minding my own business, when this guy just ran straight into me from behind! It knocked me a bit and I stumbled and tripped. He then jumped on my head, stole my gold ring and just ran off at full speed! If anyone sees a blue hedgehog with red trainers on could you beat the shit out of him for me?

My job is so fucking unbelievable. I'll try to sum it up by first telling you about the folks I work with:First, there is this supermodel wannabe chick. Yeah, okay, she is pretty hot, but damn is she completely useless.The girl is constantly fixing her hair or putting on make-up.She is extremely self-centred and has never once considered the needs or wants of anyone but herself.She is as dumb as a box of rocks, and I still find it surprising that she has enough brain power to continue to breathe.

The next chick is completely the opposite. She might even be one of the smartest people on the planet.Her career opportunities are endless, and yet she is here with us. She is a zero on a scale of 1 to 10.I'm not sure she even showers, much less shaves her "womanly" parts.I think she might be a lesbian, because every time we drive by the hardware store she moans like a cat in heat.

But the jewel of the crowd has got to be the fucking stoner. And this guy is more than just your average pothead.In fact ... Read more ...

It is very simple, just go thorogh my old uploaded media, and reupload it. you will get a feature almost every time.

Hey whoever is in charge of the prize store... Where is my laptop at? Will I ever get it?