19 August 2009

it's just me

maybe its just me but i really get tired of some on my friends complaining about the same shit ... most times i am that guy to lend a sympathetic ear or shoulder to cry on ... there are few times where i am even asked to give advice which i rarely do ... but since i am ALWAYS right, i try to help my close peeps out when they ask ... i just wish at those times i would just email myself the day i give my words of wisdom ... paying close attention to details ... i would list the situation and advice given ... i would also make sure to include my predicted outcome if my advice was not followed ... then send it to myself ... that way when the shit hits the fan and someone comes grovelling back to me talking about how they didn't follow the advice, i would just tell them to save it and send them the email with the date and the label as I TOLD YOU SO!!! hahaha!!!! i wish that sometimes really i do ... but i would never trample on a friend like that ... still ... i should do the email thing anyway so that i would have written proof to myself at least that i am ALWAYS right ...



10 August 2009

social networking site lurkers

i reworked a poem i recently posted ... this is the newer version ... i kinda like it a little better ... hope you don't mind


social networking site lurkers



my pages show up like
words projected to the
back wall of my
brain all upside down and
backwards
you see what i let you ... see
you know what i let you ... know
and still you think you know more
little hobgoblins
lurking in the shadows
under crumbling glass houses
shaped like 1's and zero's
raining down shards like
crumbs from pan de dulce
shallow gawking velociraptors
deboning me like
a Costco rotisserie chicken with
greasy knuckles ripping
flesh from bones that
kitchen shears crack
open marrow spilling out
intermingling with
congealed fat tossing into
green organic compost bins
discarding me in a
millisecond but
you could never know
me at a glance
so why do you even
try



01 August 2009

thoughts

... when i was young i used to keep m&ms in my mouth till all the color was gone and they turned to some kind of grayish hue ... now i just chew on them ...


social networking lurkers

velociraptors
deboning me like
a Costco rotisserie chicken with
greasy knuckles ripping
flesh from bones that
kitchen shears crack
open marrow spilling out
intermingling with
congealed fat tossing into
green organic compost bins
discarding me in a
millisecond but
you could never know
me at a glance
so why do you try