Friday, July 22, 2005

Gravy Train

Don’t let me go away, for every minute that I stay away I shall be keen to keep it that way.

Keep me tight if you want to see me on the eighth night.

If I do not want your life I would never look back as you cry,

I would sway along with the gravy train by my side.

My pound of flesh I shall have,

Only to quench my thirst for the unknown.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

...or verse

Drawers in drawers out
Let a good day draw us out
A walk in the rain a stroll by the street
For a fluff cloud to stay the heat
Up up and away to town
With nothing but her bridal gown on
Charge us free us and slip betwixt the sheets fornicus


All the men in ancient Greece were gay
Rolling around in their skirts and toupe
Aristotle and Plato never screwed a mullato
All they did was dance to YMCA

Thursday, July 14, 2005

The Unnecessary

Where you end depends on where you start.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

I Am Back

I'm going back to be the man I was.

Monday, July 11, 2005


The stylistic images that surround my life are my own doing. So much so that I've become my own character, a brilliant conversationalist, an inane observer, acutely aware of my shortcomings and proud of my sustained long shots. Wit and vitriol are two things that I'm never short of and I'd like to shoot up from the family of the latter.
The days are turning to be far more interesting than I thought they would. I've been propositioned and I've accepted. So what do we have here, a relationship without emotional bondage and sentimental attachments? Now all that is left of me is to get on with my next best piece of art, pimp it and pontificate on the unnecessary.
Have I come along way? I think not. I've just gotten back to what I was, existentialist or culturally creative whichever way you look at it, all that is defined is my sexuality.

When you screw liberty over make sure you leave no Hiccyups
Lest they come along to tuckyouup