May 2012
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(excerpt from) Talkin Weird on the Inside Blues
Half of my life I thought I was a bear
until the Mayor came down and shaved my body hair,
proved what I was doing wasn’t quite human
and I went to a foster home, where business was boomin’
they turned me into a slave…
Come winter time I just wanna find a cave…
I’m tired… . want to hibernate
go to sleep
for a long, long time…
Then one day, I got...
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I love you as much as the amount of cigarettes I have smoked.
– 京 (街灯/Street light)
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I can’t stand it, I can’t breathe, life is impossible.
– ~Ring Lardner
We let Willow cut her hair. When you have a little girl, it’s like how can you...
– (On why he let Willow cut all of her hair off)
Read more: Will Smith On Allowing Willow To Cut Her Hair: ‘She Has Got To Have Command Of Her Body’ | Necole Bitchie.com (via liquidiousfleshbag)
See also: No Forced Kisses for Your Kids
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An Unusual Clock →
BBC Profile of William S. Burroughs presented by... →
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(excerpt from) Daisy
I’M GOING TO STOP INDULGING IN MYSELF
AND START DRINKING LIQUID SOAP TO CLEAN MY INSIDES OUT …
SHE’S LYING TO YOU AND SHE’S GOOD AT IT
DON’T PROLONG THAT SHIT / KILL IT BEFORE IT KILLS YOU
THE INTENTIONAL ICE CREAM HEADACHE
AND THE IRREFUTABLE HARM THAT IT’S CAUSED ME
FEEL IT BEFORE IT EATS YOU
AND REAP THE EUPHORIA …
~WCTANK
In order to maintain life, you must consume life. ...
“Revember”
This is a recent live performance I did with He Can Jog using software he created out of the text of my poems to process wine glass harmonica played by Jason Nanna of Synchroton Media Research Laboratory. It was really nicely recorded so I decided to turn it into a release.
Because of the technical nature of the project I wrote the words with as much soul and human lyfe...
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I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for...
– Greta Garbo (via christinaaguilerasboobs)
April 2012
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(excerpt from) EXIT HEXAHEDRON
Nature is not a lie I know
Time is lessened by less than lessons
but couldn’t the crescent remain iridescent?
Descending into decent dissent.
Developing a flow chart for a lost art
Returning home to sadness
nothing is wrong when you hug me, I sink my face into your skin
and you tell me you love me…
~WCTank
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The past is always changing, but few realize it.
– Frank Herbert, God Emperor of Dune