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there's no map, and a compass wouldn't help at all
email: ferris . wheel . j @ googlemail . com
November 5, 2009
October 27, 2009
October 26, 2009
October 20, 2009
October 13, 2009
October 12, 2009
8:21 pm
working on an oral presentation
heh
this is the first textbook i’ve looked at that talks about gunshot wounds.
my presentation is about plaster casts, so no, not that interesting.
but i’m going to get one put on me tomorrow to show everyone.
(this book also has diagrams of the kinds of screws, nails & plates you can get your bones joined back together with. it’s pretty rad)
October 11, 2009
8:49 pm
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
she’s a jar
with a heavy lid
my pop quiz kid
sleepy kisser
a pretty war
with feeling’s hid
she begs me not to miss her
she says forever
to light a fuse
we could use
a hand full of wheel
and a day off
and a bruised road
however
you might feel
tonight is real
when i forget how to talk
i sing
won’t you please
bring that flash to shine
and turn my eyes red
unless they close
when you click
and my face get’s sick
stuck
like a question
unposed
just climb aboard
the tracks of a train’s arm
in my fragile family tree
and watch me floating
inches above
the people underneath
please
beware
the quiet front yard
i warned you before
they were water skies
i warned you not to drive
dry your eyes
you poor devil
are there really ones like these?
the ones that dream
float like leaves
and freeze to spread
skeleton wings
i passed through
before i knew you
i believe it’s just because
daddy’s payday is not enough
oh, i believe
it’s all because
daddy’s payday
is not enough
just climb aboard
the tracks of a train’s arm
in my fragile family tree
and watch me floating
inches above
the people underneath
she’s a jar
with a heavy lid
my pop quiz kid
sleepy kisser
a pretty war
with feelings hid
you know, she begs me
not to hit her
