January 2011
8 posts
Sorry Folks
I have decided to write a collection of all the ridiculous moments in my life. Sorry for those I happen to offend. I’ll change your name for liability purposes. But these stories are pretty funny. Plus I already have written mass amounts.
i finished english hw...boredom
(732):
the best part about being a teacher is there are always 20 little kids around me to blame my farts on
^^I might have to change my career path^^
another poem.
They’ve swam the seven seas,
Climbed from the depths of Vesuvius,
Scaled canyon cliffs,
And conquered Mt. Everest
With shackles stapled into
Their weathered and weary feet.
They’ve searched for the golden ticket,
Felt near it in the clear horizon of Texas.
Roots buried six feet under
With the dirt and stone,
Beetles and earthworms
Surrounding to their core.
But that is what they are...
here is my rant of the day, an internal critique that i need to get out of my system. a nice guy, a gorgeous guy, creative, smart, funny, and witty, and it’s still the same pattern. talk him up, get hopes high, and finally stick the knife into those hopes and watch them die. poetically corny, sure. but also couldn’t be CLOSER to the truth. my forever life of solitude.
breakable.
Breakable. That’s what we are. Beings never knowing exactly How far we will go Just to get the sensational taste Of sin. That bitter sweet, Delectable sting, It crosses your lips, Lingers on your wavering tongue, never lasting long. The high you get just from a simple, yet satiable sample of Of poison. We are giving in, Will power never sank in. Futile, weak, Our meager bodies cannot control The...
Haiti after the Storm
Haiti after the Storm
A mask of dust clots the blood above her eyes.
She looks across the skyline but it’s hidden from her sight.
The only thing visible is nothing.
Nothing sitting upon the nothing she was given,
The one bed room home her ten person family lived in.
The roof was covered with a piece of spare tin,
The rain blocked out from an old molded curtain.
When the wind halted and a...
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