Tuesday, October 6, 2009


this chain is the captors tool
it makes slaves of the innocent
opresses life and disregards ideas
this chain will break and hold no more


stack your trash as high as you can
climb each piece of junk, each memory
stretch your sight toward the horizon
a museum of humans atop hills of waste

Thursday, October 1, 2009

fashion vigilante

look fuckwad, you cant wear plaid and stripes together
thats a fashion emergency punishable by law
and since im a fashion vigilante i wont call the fashion police
but i think i might have to punch a hole in your face

Wednesday, September 30, 2009


so hard to find a job
economy hates a kid like me
need a better image for the working class
not a punk trying to slide by

lost my receipt

you owe me 9 tacos
plus interest equals 7 tacos,
dos burritos, and one tortillla cheep
you pay to stomach

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

birds head

youve fallen through all the cracks
like the bag of birdseed i spilt
spill your blood in spite of them
all because you have a birds head

Saturday, September 19, 2009


this paddle pushes water
trying to go north
if only you would paddle too
we wouldnt be going in circles


you told me i should never smoke
they made it look so cool
my lungs hate me now... whatever
i fucking hate them too


you tell me to cover my eyes
so i dont gaze upon the forbidden
but you cant tell im peeking
i know your fucking secrets

Wednesday, June 17, 2009


i hate it when im out of mustard
my sandwiches taste like bullshit
i must be missing something
my life is a mustardless sandwich

Wednesday, April 22, 2009


i walk out this door
its too bright to see
maybe the world aint that bad
then my pupils adjust

Monday, April 6, 2009


i climb up to my roof
balancing on shingles
i kick this ladder down
and stay there forever

Sunday, April 5, 2009


i saw you die today
your guts were hanging out
the easter bunnys dead
jeebus, youre next

Monday, March 30, 2009


pay for the pain
cleaning, drilling
cover the plaque
what a beautiful smile

the past

your memories prove your past
but you cant trust your head
your youth is just a story
that your brain rewrites daily


merry fucking xmas
i got you this bullshit
hours computed on paychecks
payed for this gift i felt obligated to give


well hello there
who turned up the heat?
never stop smiling
even if your face is melting

Sunday, March 15, 2009


you are my neighbor
untolerant of noise
go away mr. fishtits
i dont buy what you sell

yelling at clouds

what do you pray for?
a plea for world peace
impress jeebus with your faith
wish harder, heaven is far

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

cow hat

this is what i wear to bed
am i in a cows dream?
or are they in mine?
wake up chewing cud

Saturday, March 7, 2009

couch dweller

hey you, couch dweller,
i will beat you in a pushup contest
prepare to die
look closely, you could learn someting


i dont like you very much
you are an asshat
i dont know you
lets find gawd