Posts Tagged ‘Business’

I like girls named after australia!

Im losing my mind,im sure of it.
simple as sunshine
I gone and falled in beautiful trouble with the other half of my head
I keep wanting to write her name on everything that I own
which I aint own much,but my trust is enough to claim as a dependent on my EZ form (more…)



I witnessed ignorance

In all its ugliness

I was at court

Nothing major

Just some driving stuff (more…)


Bad Criminals Are Funny Criminals


I’m sitting inside a 1950’s era, single pump gas station that has been converted into a bar. It’s the kind of weathered place where a guy with a big chip on his shoulder would come to drown his sorrows and complain about being at yelled at by his boss all day long. Across the road is a newer service station with six pumps and an attached convenience store. Apparently, the owner of this bar saw the writing on the wall when the competition arrived and shifted to a new source of revenue. The two businesses are the only buildings found at this intersection on the rural edge of the Kitap Peninsula. It’s the cultural center of the area. (more…)


scribbled bouquets

I’ve got that basic instinct,

peddling doom machines through gods miraculous creation of purple rain puddles (more…)



to those who ascertain that they could still be animals if given half a chance…

by: Frankie Metro


those of you


who would crowd the banks


of supreme silence


& contemplation


like filthy gulls (more…)



I am exploding like the dark night,
The dark-Extinguishing-the- light
Only them and us starry night
The covered up dark lonely night spread out like a blanket
Spread out
Across the sky. (more…)

Gandharvas Gabriel

By: Jesse S. Mitchell

In my bright new wonderful marvelous future, I imagine myself high up in the sky, the blue blue liquid blue sky.  I see myself flying, floating, aloft, breathing slowly, below me the air waves like crashing blue waves of some old salty sea, above me the purple black of twilight and space and cloudless clime of heaven and me between the two.  Touching nothing, all alone.  I imagine it that way because my legs hurt, all this concrete makes my legs hurt and feet swell.  This bus makes my bones rattle and this vinyl seat makes my skin crawl.  I imagine my future bright and comfortable. (more…)