Things I carry, carry,
Things I carry, carry,
Carry, carry all through my life.
Black,
Heavy
Keeping me down,
down,
down, down
Down, down.
Are they captors?
Or are they guards?
Did I make them,
Or did they make me?
Do I cling to them,
Or they to me?
Black black stone things
Black black birds
Wrapping me, holding me
Stone without words.
Black things, biting things
Keeping me straight.
Tiny little night things
Pumping my hate.
Made out of metal,
Made out of stone.
Tiny little hating things,
Powerful alone.
Tiny, biting, hating and
Cold cold cold cold.
They've never been young
And they'll never be old.
Are they c
I like to eat scones on a Sunday in the sun
From noon until a quarter after three.
I like to stay close to a bathroom on the beach
Just in case I have to go and take a pee.
I think that I have seen a shiny UFO
One day down on the road down by the fair.
And an alien all gray sittin' lookin' back at me
With a shiny metal bow in his hair.
Oh, man when I was young I thought that it was fun
To think about the world outside my door.
And other times I thought 'bout women that I knew
And wishin' that I knew a couple more.
I know that there are those who like talkin' to the trees
And others who just listen to the ground.
And some folk li
Things I carry, carry,
Things I carry, carry,
Carry, carry all through my life.
Black,
Heavy
Keeping me down,
down,
down, down
Down, down.
Are they captors?
Or are they guards?
Did I make them,
Or did they make me?
Do I cling to them,
Or they to me?
Black black stone things
Black black birds
Wrapping me, holding me
Stone without words.
Black things, biting things
Keeping me straight.
Tiny little night things
Pumping my hate.
Made out of metal,
Made out of stone.
Tiny little hating things,
Powerful alone.
Tiny, biting, hating and
Cold cold cold cold.
They've never been young
And they'll never be old.
Are they c
I like to eat scones on a Sunday in the sun
From noon until a quarter after three.
I like to stay close to a bathroom on the beach
Just in case I have to go and take a pee.
I think that I have seen a shiny UFO
One day down on the road down by the fair.
And an alien all gray sittin' lookin' back at me
With a shiny metal bow in his hair.
Oh, man when I was young I thought that it was fun
To think about the world outside my door.
And other times I thought 'bout women that I knew
And wishin' that I knew a couple more.
I know that there are those who like talkin' to the trees
And others who just listen to the ground.
And some folk li
Oh for the sweet love of Christ, please shut the fuck up! Your tuberculin rattling
cough and snores and wheezy gurgles ensure that your sleep apnea is catching. I
nudge you. You seemingly swallow your tongue. You go silent. I feel guilty. Then
you build into your next motorized chuffing, grating snore with a hydraulic whine. I
hate you right now. I sigh and slam my leg down on the bed. Nothing. I lean over
and look at your face, slack jawed and yet not vulnerable. I don't see vulnerability.
Even though you begged me to come back, to pity you, to accept you--I can only
see you as manipulator. You won't take care of yourself, and won't w
Current Residence: Desert Southwest, USA deviantWEAR sizing preference: My size Favourite genre of music: Rock! Metal, Goth Favourite style of art: Photography Operating System: VISTA Skin of choice: I like soft skin, if I have the choice Favourite cartoon character: Rocket J. Squirrel Personal Quote: Ultimately, what goes on inside your head is more important than what goes on outside.
Favourite Visual Artist
Dali, Ivan Albright, Bosch, R. Crumb, Gilbert Shelton and my grandchildren
Favourite Movies
Sin City, the Kill Bills, 13 Going on 30, Metropolis, Bubba Ho Tep
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Jimi Hendrix, Metallica, Siouxie & the Banchees, Disturbed, Candlemass
Favourite Writers
Poe, Longfellow, Lovecraft, Ellison
Favourite Games
Life
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC
Tools of the Trade
FujiFilm FinePix S700
Other Interests
photomanulipulation, hiking alone in the desert, horror movies
Attended two meeting in the last week. It's weird, I guess, but it felt good, like being home again. Another one scheduled next monday.
So I'm getting involved again and people are seeing that I'm alive.
Could an actual job be next? Don't think I'm ready to go back full-time, but part time would be cool. Also looking into some volunteer work, perhaps teach a class or two.
Am I going to be alive again?
I've been in a very down mood for a while not really wanting to do anything. Then my step-daughter broke her leg, I mean really broke it like no weight on it. She's having another surgery tonight. So I've been spending all my time (7 am to 9 pm) taking care of 4 of my grandkids. They're all at various places today so I get the morning off! Yeah slept late! On the up side my step-son and his wife had a baby monday so now I'm up to 7 grandchildren! (I'm *way* too young to have that many!)
So sorry I haven't been active, but thanks for checking on me!