the flesh covers the bone, and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one but keep looking, crawling in and out of beds. flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh. there's no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate. nobody ever finds the one. the city dumps fill. the junkyards fill. the madhouses fill. the hospitals fill. the graveyards fill. nothing else fills. |
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
alone with everybody
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
telephone
i hate, hate, hate lady gaga. but if this jacket is actually her idea, i have a LITTLE bit of respect for her.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
life after god
"and then i felt sad because i realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. you wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened."
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
high fidelity
what came first, the music or the misery? people worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. did i listen to pop music because i was miserable? or was i miserable because i listened to pop music?
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
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