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np, flavor :)
we sorta jump to conclusions around here.
that's what i do aswell. i'm pretty good at it too.
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not really, design is something that people don't care about too much except in major cities, and even so it must have a meaning otherwise you're doomed.
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but we have trendy electro dj's too. they get all the hype work. thank god. the rest of us just enjoy being 500 years behind the hype ;)
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must go to bed. 4:41 here.
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Well Frank settled down in the Valley
and hung his wild years
on a nail that he drove through
his wife's forehead
he sold used office furniture
out there on San Fernando Road
and assumed a $30,000 loan
at 15 1/4 % and put down payment
on a little two bedroom place
his wife was a spent piece of used jet trash
made good bloody marys
kept her mouth shut most of the time
had a little Chihuahua named Carlos
that had some kind of skin disease
and was totally blind. They had a
thoroughly modern kitchen
self-cleaning oven (the whole bit)
Frank drove a little sedan
they were so happyOne night Frank was on his way home
from work, stopped at the liquor store,
picked up a couple Mickey's Big Mouths
drank 'em in the car on his way
to the Shell station, he got a gallon of
gas in a can, drove home, doused
everything in the house, torched it,
parked across the street, laughing,
watching it burn, all Halloween
orange and chimney red then
Frank put on a top forty station
got on the Hollywood Freeway
headed north.Never could stand that dog
- Tom Waits, Frank's Wild Years