Category Archives: 5. Observations Of A Drunkard

he thumbed the string and a thick magic bounced into and out of our souls the throbbing pulsations of rhythmic passion over take the mind play that bass mother fucker play it loud and in the corner of my eyes … Continue reading →

words are fun because most words are made up like the words i just wrote really they have no meaning except the meaning we gave them at a past date they say they were born from the ancestors we never … Continue reading →

every so often something happens that reminds you to stop thinking the way you think because most of the time the thinking your doing your doing it in vain so when you start thinking about that thing you think about … Continue reading →

preference is a strange concept to me i mean i prefer a particular brand of female compassion but i’ll take what i can get at the same time so is it really preference or posturing on my part probably but … Continue reading →

red roof in where we’d spend our weekends of sin i’d get distracted when the jack would start to flow holler at the top of her lungs till i’d return and put her on all four she’d holler at the … Continue reading →

he could barely remember his name anymore could barely lift himself off the floor it was december said the calander on the wall didn’t say the year but it didn’t matter cuz time wasn’t a factor anymore somehow off the … Continue reading →

in his life he’d been a begger a borrower and a theif never one to look straight he’d take the back door he met this girl she was a user and an abuser and a whore they traveled the short … Continue reading →

the barstool prophet sat at the end of the bar, unshaven, and quiet he didn’t say much hardly made eye contact with the other patrons was he thinking? he looked so sad most of the time with his hat slouched … Continue reading →

the bar had closed a little earlier than i had wanted to go i knew there wasn’t enough gas in the car and i’d have to walk at some point tonight snow was falling making my visability blurry and no … Continue reading →

the perversions can be found all around within the grasp of his wallet or her purse buying love for a greenback you wont get back but its love love u seek he could see the dirt underneath her finger nails … Continue reading →