when the innocent hangs from a tree, things just ain’t how it used to be

static runs thru my head
tunes of suicidal threat,
down the drain for one to pray
bitter makes it easy by the day,
whistles along on way home
throw my face down that hole,
one for the gong and triangle
my heart beat stops for the angel,

true ignorance is within me
fall for her eyes i did not see,
come what may the sky of lies
let me jump, why not let me try,
i am here just not close
can’t you see i want you most.

new toy

i can’t take photo of my new toy, because then, i would have to pose infront of a big mirror and do all sorts of fucking pose, the no.1, no.2.. etc taiwan chick positions… so, fuck it. for those who know me, i’ve converted from nikon to canon…. and NO, booboo, it’s not a DSLR

slide

the black balloon just don’t fly
the knee ain’t gonna do one try
when the lights done down
the smile turns to a frown
and the whole world of crap
just couldn’t stop all the rap
the day i shit and eat from my ass
comes a time when you so full of crap

do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
- Mary Frye

ida

do not stand at my grave and cry
i am not there i did not die

- desperate housewives episode 10, season 4