autumnandcake.blogspot.com
Autumn & Cake: 02.17.2008
http://autumnandcake.blogspot.com/2008_02_17_archive.html
Marc Bolan Stands In Line at the Airport Behind Piet Mondrian. An imitation of Patrick Lawler's poetry]. I prefer swans to airplanes, but since safety precautions for traveling have increased, I went with Delta. The top of my top hat is a mirror, for those taller than me. It makes being looked down upon more bearable. I heard you’ve just begun to extend your lines past the edge of the canvas, and here I am getting glitter on your bowtie. I can help the next person in line. Will you help me roll,. Favorit...
autumnandcake.blogspot.com
Autumn & Cake: 03.15.2009
http://autumnandcake.blogspot.com/2009_03_15_archive.html
Tonight I will make dinner for our guests. Clear off the table, and lay out our best. Porcelain plates in shades from blue to black. We will sit and eat, and rest our weary backs. That worked all day, for hours, to cook or clean. Then go outside, under the sky and a smoke screen. That our guests exhale from their lips stained red. From the wine that they drank while eating our bread. The conversation will slow,. And the two guests will go,. And we will retire to our bed for the night -. May 3 - May 10.
autumnandcake.blogspot.com
Autumn & Cake: How To Develop Photos
http://autumnandcake.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-to-develop-photos.html
How To Develop Photos. Close the door behind you,. And turn off all the lights. Begin sweating, and hearing. Things that are probably. Motions of a serial killer,. Waiting, somehow seeing. Think of your mother and what she is. Doing right now; the way she says. The word “pillow” the large. Cardboard dollhouse she made you. When you contracted chickenpox. Think about the way your cat looks. Like a fat, striped egg. When she tucks her paws underneath. You should already have mixed. As vacuous as the face.
autumnandcake.blogspot.com
Autumn & Cake: 03.02.2008
http://autumnandcake.blogspot.com/2008_03_02_archive.html
A loose imitation of “Equus” by Austin Hummell). She sits in the bathtub, watching. Her soft brown hair pool around her, the brunette. Strands of seaweed clinging to foam,. Her face distorted in the faucet -. A silver reflection that she watches while. Saying softly one two three four five,. All the way to sixty, and then starts again,. Until twelve minutes have passed,. And she says to herself he is late, two hours late. She has never worn lipstick,. Because her mother taught her to play. Favorite anima...
autumnandcake.blogspot.com
Autumn & Cake: Lovesong with A Hairshirt
http://autumnandcake.blogspot.com/2009/10/lovesong-with-hairshirt.html
Lovesong with A Hairshirt. While the cat licks my hands. As if they are an extension. Of her own small body. Her love is critical and harsh),. You eye your watch,. You have to stay with me. Before they won’t call you. You laugh with the babysitter,. Hand her a small check. I can sense warmth radiating. Off of her, like a package. Fresh off the postal truck. I admire her pale hinges,. I want to have daughters. Wrapped up in church. Dresses, bound with. Large ribbons. I want. And see the red lipstick.
autumnandcake.blogspot.com
Autumn & Cake: Congratulations
http://autumnandcake.blogspot.com/2009/11/congratulations.html
Winning a year’s worth. Of pizza, I would celebrate. By filling the vacant face. Of an electrical outlet. And going for a swim. You don’t understand:. I have skinned fetal pigs,. Cut the tail off a cat. It was already dead, but still);. I’ve tied Barbies. Of a willow tree,. Their plastic legs like. A diver’s, kicking air. I could’ve been. Not to say I can’t still be,. But I might be past. Is this suppose to be poetry? Sun Apr 18, 01:04:00 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
autumnandcake.blogspot.com
Autumn & Cake: Shopping List
http://autumnandcake.blogspot.com/2009/11/shopping-list.html
Standing in the checkout line,. I cheated on my wife. With a woman in a wig. She towered above me,. Lavender, her nose. Version of Sargent’s. I was buying socks. And bowling alleys,. When my father asked me. To ask my mother. The name of a cat. For a salad, I stare. Of an olive, and. I imagine the nameless. Its eyes like dried. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Morgantown, WV, United States. View my complete profile. Blogs Better Than Mine. Hey, What Can You Do? Websites That Tickle My Fiddle. October ...
autumnandcake.blogspot.com
Autumn & Cake: 02.24.2008
http://autumnandcake.blogspot.com/2008_02_24_archive.html
An imitation of Laura Kasischke's poetry). To have been the meat in the jaws of a wolf. To have been a handkerchief tied around a headache, set on fire (while the cat. Gave birth to two kittens,. To base the outcome. On a raven’s beak. Or the way the bedsheet crumples. Between kneecaps and nightmares. Do not bother her, her eyes are postcards,. She buys things in pairs. To have been the seatbelt. That saved the child. To have been. Snared in a brush. Like the nest. Their final notes against the dusk.
dave-o-tron2000.livejournal.com
A few things. - David's Diary of Decent Doodles
http://dave-o-tron2000.livejournal.com/4910.html
Got a 3.5 GPA last semester, thanks to me scoring a 97.5% on my Econ exam. Summer has been very relaxing so far, and I can't ever seem to get up before 2:30. That's probably going to have to change in the future, though, because I just got hired at Weston's Burger King (which was almost effortless, due to knowing like 4 or 5 of the managers). I think it might be easier than my time in Buckhannon BK because it seems like Weston's is never busy. Super Mario Bros. Super Show. IF YOU CAN GET HIM TO TALK TO ME.
dave-o-tron2000.livejournal.com
Stupid Sexy Fast Food - David's Diary of Decent Doodles
http://dave-o-tron2000.livejournal.com/5339.html
Stupid Sexy Fast Food. I haven't drawn in weeks, because Burger King seems to have stolen all of my creativity. I tried to draw tonight, and all I could think of was this:. It's got wings because this motherfucker is heavenly. You would think that after making hundreds of these assholes a day, I'd grow to dislike them. But I can't get enough of them. They're so goddamn delicious. So yeah, working at Burger King is basically the only thing I have done recently. Http:/ monstro-draw.livejournal.com/.
SOCIAL ENGAGEMENT