Monday, March 17, 2014
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Ash Wednesday
This year I'm giving up being nice for Lent. I don't think it's orthodox but.. Fuck it. And fuck you.
"This is my boomstick!"
Saturday, February 22, 2014
CROPSEY
A sign that I’ve been praying for.
A solemn augur, pure and true
to tell me what to do.
A true God that I can settle for
and spin my body in a long, slow arc,
like how my problems are.
And I’ve been waiting on everyone.
Yeah, I’ve been waiting on anyone to show up and throw me out of here.
Because I don’t belong.
Yeah, I’m not even sure I know those words,
a song that I can sing along.
Well, I’ll just wait and track the soot-tracks home
so I can be alone.
And I’ve been waiting on everyone.
Yeah, I’ve been waiting on anyone to show up and throw me out of here.
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Man of iron
And fit was he to hang on high upon the locust tree.
So, when before the Magistrates for trial he did come,
He would no true confession make, but was completely dumb.
"Giles Corey," said the Magistrate, "What hast thou here to plead
To those who now accuse thy sould of crime and horrid deed?"
Giles Corey he said not a word, no single word spoke he.
"Giles Corey," said the Magistrate, "We'll press it out of thee."
They got them then a heavy beam, then laid it on his breast;
They loaded it with heavy stones, and hard upon him pressed.
"More weight," now said this wretched man. "More weight!" again he cried;
And he did no confession make, but wickedly he died.
--Anonymous (early 18th century)
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