If I could, I’d host a thousand blogs.
I have that many stories to tell. Just not enough time to tell ‘em.
So in the meantime, feast your swollen pink eyes on my latest auxilliary blog; a fond recall of the L.A. ’80s Mod & Ska Underground. Sigh…
Archive for March, 2009
17 of 99.
2009
03.12
03.12
The world looks lovely
behind bloodshot eyes
shit on my shoes
and bee-filled dandelions
Get away from there Greg
Knowing they sting
not knowing the pain
I miss the rain
Saucers in the sky
in circles, patterns
I pause
They’re only spotlights
but I wish they weren’t
extra terrestrial
come say hello.
