June 2009
17 posts
Being A Dog
JUNE 27
2009
Imagine the liberties you could take, with little repercussions. The attention you’d get is overwhelming, whether good or bad, you’d rarely be neglected. You’d practically get massaged when acquainting anyone, your hair playfully messed and all the hard to reach spots itched. It’s basically expected that you run away, so you’re free to roam wherever...
Untitled
JUNE 26
2009
It soars through the air, the tail end suffers from a backspin that seems only to prolong the flight. It hangs there, mocking my anticipation. The curvature of the ball forms an evil grin as it pulls at my heart strings. My eyes follow in prospect with no time to blink. A nervous sweat has broken out across my body, anxiety has settled in. The ball reaches the peak of it’s...
Or You Could Stop Washing Your Hair
JUNE 25
2009
The shrills give me chills. Pills couldn’t even help me hold still. It’s not your average alarm clock, but it’s earsplitting tendencies deem it worthy of being one. It breaks the flow of my morning snooze, chopping up the smooth wind from my window fan sifting through my hair and ears. It’s like if your appetite was beckoning to be fed, and as you were about...
Abligurition
wordjournal:
noun • (obsolete) Extravagant spending on food and drink.
Eighteen, Jobless. An immature age and an immature occupation, with an immature cash flow. The thin wallet is not thin for style, it’s empty. The little money I do have, is often spent on food. I always come to the erroneous conclusion that since the body needs fuel, investing the dregs of my income on food is at least a...
Justification
JUNE 23
2009
My friend Jihad and I were talking about sexual things, as we often do. And this subject came up, out of the twisted innuendos of Jihad’s mind. “It’d be a lot like fucking a skinny girl.” I mulled this over, before asking him for an explanation. He went on to say how getting head from a fat girl, is similar to fucking a much slimmer girl in that, holding the...
Dream
JUNE 23
2009
I entered the scene surrounded by fiberglass walls, waking up on the floor surrounded by my cohorts (of which I cannot name), standing all around me. Still drowsy, I was able to pick up on the panic ridden faces fixated on a slab of plywood nailed over the door with a giant cyan X painted across it. As if the X didn’t say “don’t enter” enough, the plywood...
Mashing is like a party for your pinas. Like a...
Viva
JUNE 21
2009
Nagged by Nevada. I want to look out of my window and see the Stratosphere overhanging the Strip. There’s not many places where one can see Paris and New York in a glance. I might have been quivering on the plane ride, but once my sneakers met the concrete I didn’t want to get back on the plane. Everything was so grand in Las Vegas, MGM style. You had to dress up to go...
Humidity, The Humanity
JUNE 19
2009
Wilted and morphed. I walked into a disheveled disarray tacked to the walls. The grid I had set up and stuck too didn’t stick; a sticky air unsettled the design. The graphics pinned up buckled like metal carnage in the aftermath of a car accident. It’d been raining for quite some time, days even, and sunlight sent humid air spilling through my open windows. The moist...
There's No Sim Card For Who You Are, It's...
JUNE 14
2009
Retaining your reputation is practically instinctive. Much like any sort of maintenance, if you don’t keep it up it will likely change. The rub is that people won’t allow that change. Reputations outweigh first impressions. Your reputation precedes you, despite any attempt you make to morph someone else’s opinion. Putting on a show for an acquaintance is not going...
“You’re a good man, Charlie Brown”
– It’s funny how goofy quotes stick with you, My grandfather used to say this to me all the time..
Philandering Philanthropist
JUNE 7
2009
He’d be the cool kid at the Ivy League school. That’s how I’d categorize it. The one that actually managed to balance school and play with ease. The studious socialite. Beakers before baseball gloves, time trials after mock trial. His name honor rolling off the tongues of teachers and his body rolling around with numerous women in his philandering conquests....
Listen
Moo
June 3
2009
Ambitiously ambiguous aspirations. There are the days that I couldn’t live without the city buzz, then the days where I want to go all over the world and explore the third world countries, then there’s today. Today, I want to spend a summer on a farm, disconnecting from whatever is not on that farm. Sow lines, not phone lines. I’d write letters home occasionally,...
“You might be kind of big but they make coffins your size too”
– Lamont Coleman 