Too smart?
I'm aggravated.
Too dumb?
I'm aggravating.
Too young?
I'm annoyed.
Too old?
I'm annoyed.
Me?
Perfectly aggravating.
You?
Boring.
Me?
Perfectly annoying.
Too skinny?
It bothers me.
Too fat?
It bothers me.
Too black?
You're irritating.
Too white?
You're irritating.
Me?
Perfectly bothered.
You?
Boring.
Me?
Perfectly irritating.
Me?
Peeved.
You?
Agreed.
Me?
Leave.
You?
Relieved.

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Saturday, November 3, 2012
Monday, June 25, 2012
Dilaudid
Dilaudid
How much I want more of you.
Your warmth I crave
I just wait til the next interval I get you
While I wait here in pain.
You are amazing.
And you are safe.
I lay here in bed
Waiting for that moment
I can be with you again.
My leg will take forever to heal
But our bonds are instantaneous.
I hope I can have you
Next time I'm hurting.
Thank you Dilaudid.
Thank you.
How much I want more of you.
Your warmth I crave
I just wait til the next interval I get you
While I wait here in pain.
You are amazing.
And you are safe.
I lay here in bed
Waiting for that moment
I can be with you again.
My leg will take forever to heal
But our bonds are instantaneous.
I hope I can have you
Next time I'm hurting.
Thank you Dilaudid.
Thank you.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
It goes on
What you know
is what you think.
What you think
is not your own.
What you feel
is the truth.
I don't want to feel confliction.
My heart beats in vain.
My head hung in shame.
It goes on.
What you know
is what you think.
What you think
is not your own.
What you feel
is the truth.
is what you think.
What you think
is not your own.
What you feel
is the truth.
I don't want to feel confliction.
My heart beats in vain.
My head hung in shame.
It goes on.
What you know
is what you think.
What you think
is not your own.
What you feel
is the truth.
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Danny wants freedom, not some stinkin' roadmap
He rides up high. He rides down low.
A son of a gypsy. He drinks his whiskey.
He drove his motorcycle...a hundred miles per hour right thru to my heart.
Now I'm on a two wheeled journey...of highway lust. In his sidecar.
A mountain man. A steely Dan.
Danny wants freedom, not some stinkin' roadmap.
A son of a gypsy. He drinks his whiskey.
He drove his motorcycle...a hundred miles per hour right thru to my heart.
Now I'm on a two wheeled journey...of highway lust. In his sidecar.
A mountain man. A steely Dan.
Danny wants freedom, not some stinkin' roadmap.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
American
the American is a fighter,
a warrior of sorts
the best of the best.
He is an endless freeway
Full of pride
Satisfied.
mission accomplished
wages of war
counterrevolution
capitalist
fighting for something
brainwash
fanatical
the only place
where else
the mexican imperialist
mexican bourgheouise
proud to be an american
brown yankee
what kind of freedom
enemy of the people
i do believe
watches a war movie
watches history channel
watches historic speech of some sort
history museum ?
nobody i knew well has ever died
intro scene to show how badass he is
'given a last chance'
a warrior of sorts
the best of the best.
He is an endless freeway
Full of pride
Satisfied.
mission accomplished
wages of war
counterrevolution
capitalist
fighting for something
brainwash
fanatical
the only place
where else
the mexican imperialist
mexican bourgheouise
proud to be an american
brown yankee
what kind of freedom
enemy of the people
i do believe
watches a war movie
watches history channel
watches historic speech of some sort
history museum ?
nobody i knew well has ever died
intro scene to show how badass he is
'given a last chance'
Simplicity
It feels like the UI is too far apart. Just as I like to use as few keystrokes/mouse gestures as possible, I also don't like moving my eyes too far to find all the info.
I think Google is great that it keeps it simple. Simplicity is what we are all after on the web and too much clutter makes it impossible to keep momentum.
But given that, too simple and we are all monkeys with keyboards...
I think Google is great that it keeps it simple. Simplicity is what we are all after on the web and too much clutter makes it impossible to keep momentum.
But given that, too simple and we are all monkeys with keyboards...
American
Deadbolted to new beginnings,
A stranger and yet a friend.
Rarely in a bad mood,
Walks down the street with headphones,
Rarely in a bad mood,
When everybody is having fun.
Enjoys being in the dark,
Or out of view.
Never quite understood,
Never quite understood,
Can come across as offensive.
Cannot sit still for very long,
Unless listening to music for hours.
Walks down the street with headphones,
While secretly hearing everything and anyone.
Loves his family and friends,
Tries his best to understand them.
He listens to advice given,
He listens to advice given,
Is thankful for any moment given.
Proud to be American.
The difference between most people,
Proud to be American.
The difference between most people,
Keeping heads down while staying basic.
Change is a concern, a must happen,
A warrior cannot be contained.
Apologize by being blunt about this subject,
Apologize by being blunt about this subject,
Fighting for the ones that cannot fight.
People are beautiful and come from a lineage,
People are beautiful and come from a lineage,
That needs to be remembered.
To know the past is to create the future,
To know the past is to create the future,
Live by that motto.
Pride of where ancestors come from.
Pride of where ancestors come from.
It's important as an example.
Proud to be American.
Where dreams come true.
Where dreams come true.
For the ones that came before and the ones that come after.
The American Dream is alive, well, and fought for with a passion.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Hauteville House revision
"So long as there shall exist hell on Earth from keeping mankind a destiny that is divine; so long as the degradation of man by the exploitation of his labor, the ruin of woman by inequality, starvation and the atrophy of childhood by physical and spiritual means restricted; so long as social class is standard, so long as ignorance and misery remain on earth there should be a need for persons of intelligence to become people of action. Words like this cannot become useless." -Danny Derakhshan
Monday, November 14, 2011
The Sun
A Star is born.
It grows.
Brighter. And Brighter.
Hot enough to grow life.
Human civilization begins.
Our pointless lives.
Our Sun.
Tears itself down.
Dies.
Our pointless lives.
Deteriorate.
And End.
A Star is born.
It grows.
Brighter. And Brighter.
Hot enough to grow life.
Human civilization begins.
Our pointless lives.
Our Sun.
Tears itself down.
Dies.
Our pointless lives.
Deteriorate.
And End.
A Star is born.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
I can write
I can write all day and day
Or night for day.
I try not to write all the time
I'd rather sleep.
I think about the times gone
And wonder.
If postmodern is pop
And I'm aware.
Does that make the world?
I write that it goes further
But what if, what.
If it all means nothing
We are categorizable.
Its beautiful I write now
But ugliness
Goes a lot further
Cause that is truth.
I can write if I choose.
My magic is in its reading.
The writing is not mirrors
And smoke.
Its mystic.
And long in the heart.
Time is so relevant
When all we have is
Words that last
Forever.
Or night for day.
I try not to write all the time
I'd rather sleep.
I think about the times gone
And wonder.
If postmodern is pop
And I'm aware.
Does that make the world?
I write that it goes further
But what if, what.
If it all means nothing
We are categorizable.
Its beautiful I write now
But ugliness
Goes a lot further
Cause that is truth.
I can write if I choose.
My magic is in its reading.
The writing is not mirrors
And smoke.
Its mystic.
And long in the heart.
Time is so relevant
When all we have is
Words that last
Forever.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Annoyed
How come my brain is annoyed. Why can't I answer that question with a snazzy remark? I type and type until my mind is numb. I wish i didn't have so many problems, but i have none.
I poem, I rhyme all the time. My life is a fall from the greatest with so many pains and troubles and no one to hear me when I ask for what i want and the only way I can get it is by myself with no help from you or you or me or you.
I poem, I rhyme all the time. My life is a fall from the greatest with so many pains and troubles and no one to hear me when I ask for what i want and the only way I can get it is by myself with no help from you or you or me or you.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Tank Girl
I want you to love me
and share your life with me.
You're the one
I want, my lady.
I have you and you are mine.
Spending time,
laughing, crying,
arguments,
and love-making.
Your happiness is mine.
In my arms, ever more.
In your heart, blossoming
My heart,
is only yours.
But you'd never want it.
A Tank Girl.
and share your life with me.
You're the one
I want, my lady.
I have you and you are mine.
Spending time,
laughing, crying,
arguments,
and love-making.
Your happiness is mine.
In my arms, ever more.
In your heart, blossoming
My heart,
is only yours.
But you'd never want it.
A Tank Girl.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Stalker
29 years ago this day
You were born
Some men get their women
cards and flowers
Some men get their women
nothing at all
The right men get their women
the greatest gift of all.
To be in your life
Every moment.
At the mall while you shop
When you eat dinner
At the movies with your friends
Coming by your work unexpectedly
Watching you in the shower
Watching you while you sleep
Listening to your phone calls
Checking your emails and more.
May all your wishes come true
My sweet baby
So a very happy birthday to you.
Please take the restraining order off
So we can be together again.
You were born
Some men get their women
cards and flowers
Some men get their women
nothing at all
The right men get their women
the greatest gift of all.
To be in your life
Every moment.
At the mall while you shop
When you eat dinner
At the movies with your friends
Coming by your work unexpectedly
Watching you in the shower
Watching you while you sleep
Listening to your phone calls
Checking your emails and more.
May all your wishes come true
My sweet baby
So a very happy birthday to you.
Please take the restraining order off
So we can be together again.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Run-on Amy
All your ways to spoil my indulgences and
Me and
You are really neat.
Wild at heart and sweet
to the bone you are and I find I am.
You bring it out of me.
No other has done
this ever. And deserving it so.
I barely know
You and me understand each
other people never understand
that I'm a romantic inside
of you, happiness rushes in
to my mind. Your style so
tempting and wonderful in
so many ways.
All this affection and attention
brought out by three thoughtless words:
Bat Shit Crazy.
Me and
You are really neat.
Wild at heart and sweet
to the bone you are and I find I am.
You bring it out of me.
No other has done
this ever. And deserving it so.
I barely know
You and me understand each
other people never understand
that I'm a romantic inside
of you, happiness rushes in
to my mind. Your style so
tempting and wonderful in
so many ways.
All this affection and attention
brought out by three thoughtless words:
Bat Shit Crazy.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Iranian girl
Marry an Iranian girl,
A mother says to her son.
They will be good to you.
She always said.
Go out and find her,
A nice Iranian girl.
Son went through an Iranian drought,
Where he searched but could not find,
An Iranian girl he liked.
Eventually mother says to son,
Marry any girl.
As long as she makes you happy.
Thank you mom,
For accepting me.
No matter what,
Or who I'm with.
A mother says to her son.
They will be good to you.
She always said.
Go out and find her,
A nice Iranian girl.
Son went through an Iranian drought,
Where he searched but could not find,
An Iranian girl he liked.
Eventually mother says to son,
Marry any girl.
As long as she makes you happy.
Thank you mom,
For accepting me.
No matter what,
Or who I'm with.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Love means
Love means that one of us will watch the other one die.
Saying I love you one time means that we will be together forever,
Separated only by death for only a little while,
As we meet again in the afterlife.
Real love is mortality.
It means that we will have to cry on a grave,
A feeling so strong that it hurts to know that we are apart,
Whether it be days, months, years, or even a fraction of a moment.
Real love is forever.
Saying I love you one time means that we will be together forever,
Separated only by death for only a little while,
As we meet again in the afterlife.
Real love is mortality.
It means that we will have to cry on a grave,
A feeling so strong that it hurts to know that we are apart,
Whether it be days, months, years, or even a fraction of a moment.
Real love is forever.
Home
The home is no longer
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.
It stinks.
Home, Sweet, Home.
I miss having your breathe on me.
Your touch too.
Things I took for granted.
Its truly sad to realize
That happiness was so close
When it's now so far away.
Hopefully only right now,
You will change your mind.
Sooner than later.
Though I can't be sure.
The home is no longer
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.
Unless you are here with me.
Your love lingers with its scent.
Haunting my dreams infinitely.
In our Home, Sweet,
That we cherished each other.
You are my home,
And I am homeless without you.
Please come back soon.
The home is no longer
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.
It stinks.
Home, Sweet, Home.
I miss having your breathe on me.
Your touch too.
Things I took for granted.
Its truly sad to realize
That happiness was so close
When it's now so far away.
Hopefully only right now,
You will change your mind.
Sooner than later.
Though I can't be sure.
The home is no longer
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.
Unless you are here with me.
Your love lingers with its scent.
Haunting my dreams infinitely.
In our Home, Sweet,
That we cherished each other.
You are my home,
And I am homeless without you.
Please come back soon.
The home is no longer
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.
Meet
Meet the most
Wonderful woman
I've ever known
In my life.
She is perfect
For me in
Every way I see her.
She is most beautiful
To me.
She is sweet
And I am too.
Our lives are together
Where she goes, I go.
I was not looking for love
But she found me.
I fought it for so long
But now she sets me free.
The sweetest love
For us.
Wonderful woman
I've ever known
In my life.
She is perfect
For me in
Every way I see her.
She is most beautiful
To me.
She is sweet
And I am too.
Our lives are together
Where she goes, I go.
I was not looking for love
But she found me.
I fought it for so long
But now she sets me free.
The sweetest love
For us.
Latina
You are beautiful
the wild Latin woman.
You are the fire
You are the flame
To My true desires.
I am your servant.
the wild Latin woman.
You are the fire
You are the flame
To My true desires.
I am your servant.
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