You look up at that flag
Your heart brimming with patriotism
You could've been born elsewhere
Dancing to a different rhetoric,
Revelling in another anthem.
You're happy with your life
Insurance paid for that vacation
You could've been there around 1929
And have massacred your way,
Through the Great Depression.
You love your parents
And they love you back
You could've been an orphan,
Knocking on doors at Thanksgiving;
Felt up by paedophiles otherwise.
She's the love of your life
You can't imagine away
The very thought makes you cry
You could've missed that bus,
And picked up amorous flesh the rest of your life.
All life's a freakshow
Could've turned out so different
Death - now THAT, is certain.
How do you manage to live,
When you know .... it's coming?
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Que tal
Took my spanish level 1 exam today.
El clase de nivel dos empieza proxma semana.
Have lost about 2-3 kgs after 12 days of fasting.
Un poco mas de dos semanas queda.
El clase de nivel dos empieza proxma semana.
Have lost about 2-3 kgs after 12 days of fasting.
Un poco mas de dos semanas queda.
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Never to rise
When the stars fall
Constellations explode
The sunshine never finds you
Hope, with all your faith
When today's all you have
Yesterday's a blur
Tomorrow may never come
Live, with all you have
When everything's yours
Every roll is 7 or 11
And she's finally in your arms
Fear, the coming that is death
When you know it's about to end;
Your life as you know it
When the sun's about to set,
Never to rise
What do you do then?
Constellations explode
The sunshine never finds you
Hope, with all your faith
When today's all you have
Yesterday's a blur
Tomorrow may never come
Live, with all you have
When everything's yours
Every roll is 7 or 11
And she's finally in your arms
Fear, the coming that is death
When you know it's about to end;
Your life as you know it
When the sun's about to set,
Never to rise
What do you do then?
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Weak narcissist
Despise me with all your scorn
Treat me with disdain
I judge you everyday
In every shameful way.
Hate me with all you passion
Feed me to the scavengers
I weigh you by what adorns you
By the numbers that destroy.
Love me with all your fire
Touch me, with your lips
It's a facade, my strength
I'm a weak narcissist; it's the most pitiful kind
Treat me with disdain
I judge you everyday
In every shameful way.
Hate me with all you passion
Feed me to the scavengers
I weigh you by what adorns you
By the numbers that destroy.
Love me with all your fire
Touch me, with your lips
It's a facade, my strength
I'm a weak narcissist; it's the most pitiful kind
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Knock Knock
This one's original...promise!
Knock Knock
Whos there?
Noc
Noc who?
Knockturnal creature on the lose!
Knock Knock
Whos there?
Noc
Noc who?
Knockturnal creature on the lose!
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