Teeth long past repairing picket a gape, perpetually despairing, beneath a thousand-yard stare (as if requisite, bad hair); Bulbous nose–Satan’s choice! blame it for the toad-fart voice (Yes it must be Lucifer; for what divine engineer puts a head this heavy on a neck this austere?); With pock-marked skin and gap-toothed grin (granted, a not-badContinue reading

Friday

Primal Scream, Loaded LCD Soundsystem, Home; NSFW (not safe for wussies) A little intoxication never hurt no one. Excuse me while I bust a freestyle: angry mothers and martinets,drunken brawlers and malcontents,city dwellers and suburbanites,phony players and proselytes,get down, get down tonight… confound tommorrow with yesterday,toxic bliss lures woe away,baptize yourself in neon light,parry existentialContinue reading “Friday”