SOME THINGS

Watch this.
Pipilotti is a video artist. Wiki it if you want.
The music is dreamy.

WRITINGS

It'll Be Alot Even

bacteria.
the ones we try
to kill.
the anti-effect
the revolt against
those damn buggers.
well it seems we use chemicals and other man-made
sources to rid the nuisances but
we could always go
to their source,
their food.
give em salt they'll die
they'll shrivel up and they'll die.
you're shit out of luck when you
are on their dinner plate.






"Things To Do" On a Happy Day

to forget about C i havta masturbate
to forget about D i havta headbutt a wall
to forget about J i havta throw up
to forget about S i havta pinch my skin
they all leave me sticky, bruised
hurt on a warm summer afternoon

LOCAL UPDATE 9/10

i've been eating on 2 dollar 2 lbs of chef boyardee for the past few days. some one take me out to lunch please.

WRITINGS

"Hello, would you like to subscribe to a monthly magazine?" "Hello, would you like to subscribe to a monthly magazine?" "Hello, would you like to subscribe to a monthly magazine?" "Hello, would you like to subscribe to a monthly magazine?"


She was pumping gas
standing still like a holy statue.
Even bird shit wouldn't bother her.
Her name tag said sally,
wore a red polo & khaki pants.
I guess it was casual friday.
She was here after a long
day's work
blinking once,
no twice,
no three times.
Stood there like an angel.
angel,
an angel who works at the telemarketers.







like i really wanted that


I tried to get
what he wanted to
get.
He once got
What i wanted to get.
He lost the thing he
already had.
I tried to get
what he already had.
And i left with nothing...

but adrenaline & a bruised eye
you should see the other guy.






Just a Job


A beauty like you should be on magazines & posters
movies & t.v.
you don't dress like
a woman but a
woman that's free.
REALLY baggy jeans
and
REALLY baggy shirt.
you fill the cloth
with charm & looks
I want to talk more about you
you're a natural, darling
come over to my office and I'll show you
your job
hand me your hand.
Yes
Blow me a kiss.
Yes
you'll be a star, darling.

She left.

"go ahead and call out the next girl."

LOCAL UPDATE 9/10

I've been sick. I had a lot of fucking great ideas for poems but i've been to exhausted to write em down. And i have a bad memory so that never helps any. Give me a few more days and i'll be up and full.



But since i have nothing of mine for you now, here's an edit my friend Rocco made. Mike, Steve, Rocco and Tony visited me from the windy city on labor day weekend ( i still had school that day...DUM!) and i showed them some spots in Bloomington. They love drinking and being rowdy. I wished they stayed longer.



DELTA DELTA from DookieLuv on Vimeo.

WRITINGS

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA







Old News

Person ONE:
Steven lost control
of the wheel
and got in a horrible car wreck.
He was rushed to the hospital.
They tried to reanimate
him as fast they could.That god damn drunkard. I swear
If I
see that trucker I'll murder him.
Steven passed away
last night.
Person TWO:
Well I hope he's alright.




Throwing a Fit

Someone said to me, out of anger, its like playing cards,
you never know what is dealt to your hand.
Its too late.
i thought later on
No
there are 54 cards,
I will know
what is in my hand.
Great joke, joker.
Funny funny
things happen in a room
alone.
Was it me?








For all the people (which probably isn't many) who are wondering about my short films, my friend Newman is in my room right now recording, getting shit done. He's recording music for 2 of the four. Once he gets done and my friend Anson gets done with his share of music, we'll be good to go. Last bit of editing, trailering and retrieving a specific sound clip, I'll be able to show it somewhere soon in Bloomington, IN.

WRITINGS

" I need to fall in love again. Or maybe i don't."
-Nick Stange