my bad.
promise i'l write something in the near or middle distanced future. maybe.


To Die ForYou are radiant. I love you. I must have you.To Die For
my thoughts as I circle your seductive shape Have you always been this beautiful? I wonder surely that’s not possible
I must have you.
you sit atop that railing one story high you show no fear where others would I love you. I must have you.
You swaying brilliance lights the world around us letting me see my faults and favors letting me love them But will you let me love you? I wonder I hope You are radiant. I love you. I must have you.
and I do


Make Me Cryi used to love English class weaving a haphazard tapestry ofMake Me Cry
nothing much really the best thing was you can’t ever get the answer but you’re never wrong there’s some beauty in that I think
now I stand before them these people
i could name them without hesitation these faces
i could pick them out of a crowd and put them in groups of inner circle and these inner circles in order of where there sit Quiet, Loud, Wise-Ass and Dumb they are my peers but for the first time Not my friends
I know their faces but not their stories I know the


Zan Plays Taxi TagThe call had come in at exactly 4:31 am and my hands shook as I flipped open the phone even though I already knew what had happened. I quieted the generic ringtone I’d been too lazy to change and put the phone to my ear, “Hello?” polite and not the least bit suspicious of the 4 am caller. “Batman couldn’t catch Wonder Woman so we’re out. Jenna’s calling it in right-” a pause. I could hear lots of rapid talk muted by what I guess was a palm on the receiver. Then the pal came off and the volume went up “-Well I can call you Jenna now I’m out of the game. Take an ice bath Ms. Wendy Harris. Jeez. Will? Or should I say Zan?” I smiled,Zan Plays Taxi Tag


Beauty and Gorgeous-nessBeauty stands 5’7” and drinks milk everyday to stay that way Beauty’s eyes change color depending on the light each one stupid-er than the last her hair is red, blonde, or black depending on the season but it always looks like crap to herBeauty and Gorgeous-ness
Beauty weighs 95 on the moon and from 100 feet away
you can count her ribs and watch her cellulite jiggle
Beauty gets straight As but couldn’t find the slope of -5x+3y=25 if it smacked her in the face and the only Muhammad Ali she knows fought the “Rumble in the Jungle”
Beauty wears micro-skirts in
NOW GET YOUR BUTT ONLINE, I EVEN WROTE YOU A POME.
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Jews are from Jewland. It's like an amusement park run by Jews and all the rides spin around. The Dryde spins. The Torah spins. The Hanukkah thing spins. Even the place spins! It's run by treadmills and OK GO!
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