Wednesday, December 2, 2009
TRAGIC RABBIT
Tragic rabbit, a painting.The caked ears green like rolled corn.The black forehead pointing at the stars.A painting on my wall, aloneas rabbits areand aren’t. Fat red cheek,all Art, trembling nose,a habit hard to break as not.You too can be a tragic rabbit; green and redyour back, blue your manly little chest.But if you’re ever goaded into being onebeware the True Flesh, itwill knock you off your tragic horseand break your tragic colors like a ghostbreaks marble; your wounds will healso quickly waterwill be jealous.Rabbits on white paper paintedoutgrow all charms against their breeding wild;and their rolled corn ears become horns.So watch out if the tragic life feels fine –caught in that rabbit trapall colors look like sunlight’s swords,and scissors like The Living Lord.
ALGO DE CORDERO
Trágico conejo, una pintura,las orejas apelmazadas verdes como maíz apisonado।La negra frente apuntando a las estrellas.Una pintura en mi pared, sola como los conejos son y no son. Rollizas mejillas rojas,todo arte, hocico tembloroso,un hábito difícil de romper como no hay.
También tú puedes ser un conejo trágico; verdirrojatu espalda, azul tu varonil pequeño pecho।Pero, si alguna vez sientes deseos de convertirte en uno,cuidado con la auténtica carne,te derribará de tu trágico caballoy romperá tus trágicos colores como un fantasma rompe el mármol; tus heridas cicatrizarántan deprisa que el agua tendrá celos.
Conejos en el papel blanco pintadosaumentan todos los encantos contra su estirpe silvestre;y sus orejas maíz apisonado se tornan cuernos।
Así pues, presta atención si la trágica vida se siente bien...atrapada en una trampa para conejoscon todos los colores como espadas de luz solar,y tijeras como el Señor Viviente.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
is it fashion???
Kate Moss, Beyonce, Madonna, Jennifer Lopez… the celebs who don’t care how cruel their clothes are Yet again fur has featured heavily on the catwalks in recent months, including London Fashion Week, in February 2007....
Stupidity and cruelty, apparently they're in fashion...
It seems cave dwelling attire is back on the fashion catwalk and some brainless celebrities have followed suit. Yet a survey for Cosmopolitan magazine revealed that 91% of women would never wear fur. So...what do you think about that????
fuck it!!!
all the stupid people who are wearing furs...
Stupidity and cruelty, apparently they're in fashion...
It seems cave dwelling attire is back on the fashion catwalk and some brainless celebrities have followed suit. Yet a survey for Cosmopolitan magazine revealed that 91% of women would never wear fur. So...what do you think about that????
fuck it!!!
all the stupid people who are wearing furs...
Thursday, June 19, 2008
the white stripes ....lyrics from "White Blood Cells" (2001)
Dead leaves and the dirty groundwhen I know you're not aroundshiny tops and soda popswhen I hear your lips make a soundwhen I hear your lips make a sound
Thirty notes in the mailboxwill tell you that I'm coming homeand I think I'm gonna stick aroundfor a while so you're not alonefor a while so you're not alone
If you can hear a piano fallyou can hear me coming down the hallif I could just hear your pretty voiceI don't think I need to see at allI don't think I need to see at all
Soft hair and a velvet tongueI want to give you what you give to meand every breath that is in your lungsis a tiny little gift to meis a tiny little gift to me
I didn't feel so bad till the sun went downthen I come homeno one to wrap my arms around
Well any man with a microphonecan tell you what he loves the mostand you know why you love at allif you're thinking of the holy ghostif you're thinking of the holy ghost
02. Hotel Yorba
I was watchingwith one eye on the other sideI had fifteen people telling me to moveI got moving on my mindI found shelterIn some thoughts turning wheels aroundI said 39 times that I love youto the beauty I had found
Well its 1 2 3 4take the elevatorat the hotel yorbaI'll be glad to see you laterall they got inside is vacancy
I been thinkingof a little place down by the lakethey got a dirty little road leading up to the houseI wonder how long it will take till we're alonesitting on the front porch of that homestomping our feet on the wooden boardsnever gonna worry about locking the door
And its 4 5 6 7grab your umbrellagrab hold of mecause I'm your favorite fellaall they got inside is vacancy-----------------------------------------------------------------------
03. I'm Finding It Harder To Be A Gentleman
Well I'm finding it harderto be a gentleman every dayall the manners that I've been taughthave slowly died awaybut if I held the door open for youIt would make your day
You think that I careabout me and only mewhen every single girl needs helpclimbing up a treewell I know it don't take muchto satisfy me
Maybe it's whatever's in my mindthat's distracting mebut if i could find emotionto stimulate devotionwell then you'd see
Well I'm finding it hard to saythat I need you twenty times a dayI feel comfortable so baby whydon't you feel the same?have a doctor come and visit usand tell us which one is sane
Well I never said I wouldn'tThrow my jacket in the mud for youbut my father gave it to me somaybe I should carry youthen you said"You almost dropped me"so then I didand I got mud on my shoes----------------------------------------------------------------------
04. Fell In Love With A Girl
Fell in love with a girlfell in love once and almost completelyshe's in love with the worldbut sometimes these feelingscan be so misleadingshe turns and says "are you alright?"I said "I must be fine cause my heart's still beating"She says "come and kiss me by the riverside, bobby says it's fine he don't consider it cheating"
Red hair with a curlmellow roll for the flavorand the eyes for peepingcan't keep away from the girlthese two sides of my brainneed to have a meetingcan't think of anything to domy left brain knows thatall love is fleetingshe's just looking for something newand I said it once beforebut it bears repeating
Your mouth said this neverbut your fingers have shown methat your head is so cleveryou claim that you own meforever
You have the right to conduct mein whatever fashionyour attempt construct mein the interest of passionyou sent meto toledo
I came back with handfullsI did what you asked mebut after the thank yousthat you quickly got passed meI'm expectedyou're expectingI'm expectedexpected
Well you're in your little roomand you're working on something goodbut if it's really goodyou're gonna need a bigger roomand when you're in the bigger roomyou might not know what to doyou might have to think ofhow you got started in your little room
da da da
It can't be lovefor there is no true loveIt can't be lovefor there is no true love
Shure I'm C.F.K.but you gotta love methe cost no man can saybut you gotta love me
Well I'm sorry but I'm notinterested in gold mines,oil wells, shipping or real estatewhat would I liked to have been?everything you hate
There is a manÊa certain manand for the poor you may be shurethat he'll do all he canwho is this one?[who's favorite son?]just by his action has the tractionmagnets on the runwho likes to smoke?enjoys a joke?and wouldn't get a bitupset if he were really broke?with wealth and famehe's still the sameI'll bet you five you're not aliveIf you don't now his name
You said the union foreverYou said the union foreverYou cried the union foreverbut that was untrue girlcause it can't be love
08. The Same Boy You've Always Known
You fell down of courseand then you got up of courseand you started overforgot my name of coursethen you started to rememberpretty tough to think aboutthe beginning of decemberpretty tough to think about
You're looking down againand then you look me overwe're laying down againon a blanket in the cloverthe same boy you've always knownwell I guess I haven't grownthe same boy you've always known
Think of what the past didit could 've lastedso put it in your basketI hope you know a strong manwho can lend you a handlowering my casket
I thought this is just todayand soon you'd been returningthe coldest blue ocean watercannot stop my heart and mindfrom burningeveryone who's in the know saysthat's exactly how it goesand if there's anything good about meI'm the only one who knows
Fall is here, hear the yellback to school, ring the bellbrand new shoes, walking bluesclimb the fence, books and pensI can tell that we're going to be friends
Walk with me, Suzy Leethrough the park and by the treewe will rest upon the groundand look at all the bugs we foundthen safely walk to schoolwithout a sound
Well here we are, no one elsewe walked to school all by ourselvesthere's dirt on our uniformsfrom chasing all the ants and wormswe clean up and now its time to learn
Numbers, letters, learn to spellnouns, and books, and show and tellat playtime we will throw the ballback to class, through the hallteacher marks our heightagainst the wall
And we don't notice any time passwe don't notice anythingwe sit side by side in every classteacher thinks that I sound funnybut she likes the way you sing
Tonight I'll dream while in my bedwhen silly thoughts go through my headabout the bugs and alphabetand when I wake tomorrow I'll betthat you and I will walk together againcause I can tell that we're going to be friends
10. Offend In Every Way
I'm patient of this planas humble as I canI'll wait another daybefore I turn awayabut know this much is trueno matter what I dooffend in every wayI don't know what to say
You tell me to relaxand listen to these factsthat everyone's my friendand will be till the endbut know this much is trueno matter what I dono matter what I sayoffend in every way
I'm walking through the doorbut they're expecting moreof an interesting manand sometimes I think I canbut how much can I fakeI'll speak until I breakwith every word I sayoffend in every way-----------------------------------------------------------------------
11. I Think I Smell A Rat
Oh I think I smell a ratI think I smell a ratall you little kidsseem to think you knowjust where it's atI think I smell a ratwalking down the streetcarrying a baseball batI think I smell a rat
Oh I think I smell a ratI think I smell a ratall you little kidsseem to think you knowjust where is atI think I smell a rattreating your mother and fatherlike a welcome matI think I smell a rat
12. Aluminum
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13. I Can't Wait
I can't wait till youtry to come back girlwhen things they don'twork out for youwho do you think you 'remessing with girlwhat do you thinkyou're trying to do?
First you said I was blindyou certainly took your timeI thought you made up your mind
So many times I've gottenused to thisthis old ideaof being all alonetell me how I'm supposed toget through with this?I wish this house felt like a home
14. Now Mary
Now Marycan't you find a wayto bring me down?
I'm so sorrythat I had to goand let you down
Knowing you I'll thinkthings are gonna be finebut then again you'llprobably change your mind
I'm sorry mary butbeing your matemeans trying to find somethingthat you aren't going to hate
What a seasonto be beautifulwithout a reason
15. I Can Learn
I wish wewere stuck up a treethen we'd knowit's nicer below
I don't know any lullabysI don't know howto make you minebut I can learnin lonely days agoI saw lovers put on a showwell now it's my turn
Drive you homethen wait by the phonefor that calland a walk in the fall
no harm will come of thisone little midnight kissit will not burntoo many lonely daysI feel like a throw awaywell now it's my turn
Falling downis no longer aroundfeeling sunI'm no longer onewell isn't this fun?
I never knew that I had to bethis protectorSo many thoughts inside my heada strange collectorbut nownowYou thought you heard a soundthere's no one else aroundlooking at the doorit's coming through the floor
300 people living out inwest virginia have no ideaÊof all these thoughts that liewithin you but nownow
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