Jul 28

New Ani DiFranco, “Red Letter Year” - Live

new years eve we dropped mushrooms
and danced around the house
making music with everything that we found
incantation replaced resolution
and we vowed to allow each perfection
that we could be
and the goddess sent word
that this would be a red letter year
they didn’t mention how much shit was gonna change around here

it’s just as well we weren’t swollen with unfocused dread
we had visions of sugarplums dancing in our heads
dancing in our heads

first you go under and then you coming up gives you the bends
and when you break the surface
and all you see is your friends
so you grab your purple crayon
and flush out the picture behind
and finally the whole world is made of one unbroken line
one unbroken line

and when you wake up sick as a dog
with dull eyes and really bad hair
standing under a lit sign with the words on air
and the water is rising
it’s coming in everywhere
just remember you are there
you’re always, always there.

and representing the white race
a man with a monkey for a face
is flying over in his helicopter
whistling dixie and playing dumb

in a town that might put a gun to your throat
or rip the roof right off your place
there’s a mold crawling up the walls
and falling asleep in your lungs
and you and i both know how to drink some
we will always have work in this town
besides the police are stationed at the bridge
and they’re preventing passage to higher ground

so let’s pull up some barstools
and get ourselves a ringside seat
for one unnerving moment
they’re gonna show the truth on TV

Jul 27

This poem is shite
and everyone knows it.
Poetry is just thoughts
garbled together
in small bits.

Jul 27

Vintage Cut: Lisa Loeb - Stay (I Missed You)

I don’t understand if you really care,
I’m only hearing negative - no, no, no…

Jul 27


smoking gun

Bowie is so obviously the coolest person ever. This mugshot is amazing.

Jul 27

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Image credit: unknown artist

Jul 26


Zoe Regoczy
“If your colours have started to run, let them all run, run away from you.”
Bloc Party

Jul 26

It’s 1975 and this man is about to show you the future

Jul 26

There’s a voice on the phone
telling what had happened.
Some kind of confusion,
more like a disaster.
And it wondered how you were left unaffected
but you had no knowledge
no, the chemicals covered you.
And so a jury was formed
as more liquor was poured
No need for conviction;
they’re not thirsting for justice.
But I slept with the lies
I keep inside my head
I found out I was guilty.
I found out I was guilty.
But I won’t be around
for the sentencing,
cause I’m leaving
on the next airplane.

And though I know that my actions are impossible to justify,
they seem adequate to fill up my time.
And if I could talk to myself like I was someone else
well then maybe I could take your advice.
And I wouldn’t act like such a dickhead all the time.

There’s a film on the wall,
makes the people look small
who are sitting beside it
all consumed in the drama.
They must return to their lives
once the hero has died
they will drive to the office
stopping somewhere for coffee
where the folk singers, poets, and playwrights convene
dispensing their wisdom,
oh dear amateur orators.
they will detail their pain
in some standard refrain
that will recite their sadness
like it’s some kind of contest.
Well if it is,
I think I am winning it,
all beaming with confidence
as I make my final lap
the gold medal gleams
so hang it around my neck;
cause I am deserving it–
the champion of idiots.

But a kid carries his Walkman on that long bus ride to Omaha,
I know a girl who cries when she practices violin.
‘Cause each note sounds so pure
it just cuts into her
and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes.
And now to me everything else,
including this
it just sounds like a lie.

Jul 21


Siren, roof, randoms, the beach, lower east side blah blah blah. Go grab what you want because lord knows I’m not putting them on Facebook for you. xo.

Jul 21

I am obsessed with Banksy’s art.

It is all photoshop these days. - Tell a Lie

Goal: for my life to look and feel like this, getting closer. - Jean & Sam, Brooklyn home

Bird grenade. - Pro Wildlife ads

Like wildfire. It’s been happening all around me. - So-Cal Fire Poster

Playing games. - ffffound

Reality. - Frank Chimero

I Scream, You Scream. - Flickr

Scary and adorable snacks. - 妖怪アイスカプチーノ - シブヤ経済新聞

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