Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Hyatus Endus
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Next Unchildren's Story; Fish Dog Sam
He squirms and squeals
And reels on his heels
At what the sun reveals
"Everyone in this town talks to themselves"
He yells at himself
"That's not counting the blue tooth
Just the green tooth
And the yellow eyed
Who roll on the ground
And spit out hands
To grab you."
Fish Dog Sam
If ever he swam
He'd of sank for sure
Like a deep sea lure
His heels on the keel
Know how the sun must feel
"I've a beard that hangs down to my cock
And I have pissed into my whiskers
But I don't sneeze on my feet no more."
Then he did the dance where his feet clapped like hands
And his knees hit his stoney elbows
He barked like a fish like a dog like a man
he flopped like a Fish Dog Sam
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Washing Down the Moon
The moon is lopsided
I think someone dented it
I hope they have insurance
You can push with all your might
But you can only pull with your weight
If that is not enough, it is you who moves, not the object
Physics is a bitch
I don’t like sciences with equations that can be solved
Makes it harder to fake that you know what your talking about
The great mouth of the earth
Smiles and gnashes its mountainous teeth
We are all food
Flies do not hesitate
900 facets to look through
And no time to decide
Cows would eat us if they could
They think about it a lot
How much grass can you eat?
High fructose corn syrup
On the cob
Two hump caramel
The mind is a zoo for our memories
Sometimes we try to simulate their natural enviorment
But usually they sleep in empty cages
If I could live on the moon I would
But what would I wash it down with
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Things Other People Should Do
No, not something that would unpop popcorn, that would be stupid.
I mean something that I could take a warm soda, put it in, push a button, and thirty seconds later have a cold soda.
Is that so much to ask of science.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Deep Hot Water
No matter how hard I kick
No matter how hard I fight
The surface is out of reach
And air tight
And the temperature’s starting to rise
Struggle though I do
I’m still going down deep
Deep down in the blue
Becoming a piece of
Meat in this stew
Swimming in the deep hot water
And it boils my blood
When I think about those
Who escaped this flood
Breathing the air
And stuck in the mud
Watching me come to a boil
It irks me
Jerks my chain to be
Stuck in this sea
Just who is this soup
That I’m in gonna feed
Swimming in the deep hot water