June 11, 2008

a western home in the rubble.



you can remain uncomfortable, if that's what you want.

i am like a house cat.
sit and wait.
do not speak unless spoken to.

communication.
or lack thereof.

you're tying me up.

this is your inconvenience.

increased discomfort.

enter figures.
press return.

under floorboards.

any solution considered has been analyzed to the point where it no longer makes sense. it can no longer be recognized. perhaps i'm just tired. recognition is yours to play with, still you continue to whine and break your toys. the redeeming qualities are nonexistent, but the only options left are less than favorable.

this is my home
this my own
we don't like no strangers

raise the kids good
beat the kids good
and tie them up

spread it wide
my wife, my life
push the camera deeper

i can use
i abuse, my muse
i made them all