Tuesday, May 12, 2009

A nice, big hole filled with blackness, nothingness, worthlessness.

















Never sounded so attractive.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

I never said I was pretty;
The lines and creams and smears
Were to make me an artist.

I never said I was smart;
The failures and faults of figures
Were to make me a parent.

I never said I was honest;
The lies and screams and tears
Were to make me a believer.

I never said I was useful;
The words and tunes and shades
Were to make me a creator.

I never said I was lovely;
The scowls and brows and tongues
Were to make me a shield.

I never said I was healthy;
The frowns and fats and fucks
Were to make me a human.

I never said I was authentic;
The voices and eyes and hips
Were to make me a-nother.

___________

I never said I was somebody;
The characters I've wanted
Were to destroy everything I'd ever be.

[pretty disgusting, I know]

As a side note, forced parallelism makes me want to spew. It's like saying "be creative or you die (or worse, you get a C)." Cue everyone parading around like they're some artistic idiot becaust they can list the different fucking shades of gray a cloud could be and the main painful, horrific ways abortion is harming our pure and good, amazing U.S. of fucking A's morals.

The blobby blob.

The blob cannot carry a tune;
The blob is quite useless.

The blob is very squishy and fat;
The blob will die.

The blob is very colorblind and lazy;
The blob is not creative.

The blob has no way with words;
The blob is not listened to.

The blob cannot remember facts;
The blob is silly-stupid.

The blob makes stupid jokes;
The blob is not very silly, then.

The blob never understands;
The blob is very stupid, then.

The blob talks funny;
The blob scares other people.

The blob is fuzzy;
The blob is very ugly.

The blob is violent;
The blob does not have family.

The blob cannot see;
The blob will always get lost.

The blob likes attention;
The blob is selfish.

The blob does not hear;
The blob only likes the blob.

The blob is quite lonely;
The blob is alone.

The blob is not special at all;
oh, where is that blobbity blob?


Among blobbity blobs that can be so much more.
They all just look the same.