Bones

Heavy are my burdens
upon your shoulders.

We’re all dominos
hitting each other as we fall.

The weather and me.

The weather and I have this strange non relationship well at least we used to. I don’t really pay much attention to the weather, most of the time I can ignore it enough so it doesn’t bother me. Since I’ve become a jacket and tie man its different. Yes i can still ignore the weather, but during a heat wave I can’t wear a jacket and a tie. Thats it, thats my only gripe. I wanna put on a jacket and tie or at least a tie. Today the 43 degrees can bite me I wearing a tie. If I’m gonna sweat I’m gonna sweat comfortably.

Circly

An incredibly attractive women at work gave me a good idea to waste time during the more boring aspects of work. Circles, hundreds no thousands of circles. If I can’t think of anything to write or the person next to me is doing a survey then I do the circles. At first it was just trying to fill as much of the page as possible, now I like to do all sorts of random patterns. The surprising things is that people seem to like them. It reminds me of something my cousin said about trying my hand at abstracts. I’m not quite confident and I’m having issues with the things the same way I used to with my voice, but its another thing to explore.

This Wicked Tongue

I’d like to change my inability to convey compliments sincerely.

Timely fashions.

I’ve finally caught up with the experiment and then some! 28 pages done so I’m glad I can roughly keep up with the daily schedule.

Miners

The disheveled are magnets
repelling the masses
Drunks ‘n junkies
wanting more than a dime
While a bum
steals from a pigeons mouth
A broken busker
sings his heart out

Working stiffs
pretend they don’t exist
In hidden corridors
they love gutter chic
Dish washers
spectate in contempt
Conscience replaced
with inconvenience.

No I’m not drunk! Well okay just a little.

So the Wall, Captain Adventure and I walk into a bar…..

Time to be a little less cryptic.

Alright about the name thing well I’m changing that rule, instead I’ll be doing the same things I’ve been doing a while. Nick names. No T or D or Q or ZWEWSR. Just getting a little tired of being too obscure. If you are a in my life and read this you’ll know its about you.

Unleashed

Caught up with some comic nerds and drank obscene amounts of beer. This was great I really felt at home with these people and it was very very fricken refreshing talking comics without being humoured.

Gems

Grime and faded tags
ancient cobblestones or cracked tarmac
storm drains turned part time rat holes
pornographic neon signs illuminate,
smoking Asian chefs on milk crates
bins of all sizes overflowing,
failing to contain the smell
bars camouflaged behind the mess
no facades or new coats of paint
lies don’t live here
peeling posters reveal layers of truth
battered by the ravages of time and carelessness
Alleys are where stories go to hide.