Intro

Friday, March 4, 2016 at 1:46 am

I think I’ll turn you to stone this taste in my mouth the space your words floating higher out of reach dirt is my crown and it pulls me deep tangled thoughts or memories it’s all the same so I’ll look you in the eyes and see you as stone Perhaps a shrine in time

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I Love you Mamo — 15 years dead today and you still live in me!

Tuesday, February 17, 2015 at 12:49 am

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Æsahættr

Thursday, May 22, 2014 at 3:02 pm

An old incarnation of the many faces of a band we had (Sleskipoo and I)… this is a video that was part of an art show in Chili (The Babylon Project) I just re-listened too and wanted to share over here, I usually only keep this page for my diary entries but here it is […]

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Lead in water

Thursday, October 10, 2013 at 3:06 am

lead in water You gonna fall like lead in water Lost like tears in water I think I’ve waited long enough On the start it all went, you know I lost the seconds and hours And years Close your eyes again and see And be with me This stinking pain ain’t nothin’ to be proud […]

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Untitled

Thursday, October 10, 2013 at 2:12 am

  That One that wakes up with my name on his lips The one waiting to see me Me, only me  

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comparaison

Tuesday, June 11, 2013 at 12:52 am

Oh you know Just another dead precious pretty Don’t they make ‘em daily That’s what they all say but that precious pretty ain’t like the rest I always had funny taste anyway  

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Sandbox

Sunday, June 9, 2013 at 1:53 am

This life is but a reflection, can you not see the flashes bright I think I saw a piece lost and pretty but I don’t know Come on back little bit all shinny Like a god on the clouds Overhead Underme  

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StarMan

Sunday, June 9, 2013 at 1:40 am

I remember you all eyes of blue and through me stared The dunes in Wisconsin and my granny with her man Tunnel tunnel me to you the tears did fall  

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YuleTide

Monday, December 24, 2012 at 4:27 pm

Merry Christmas, Mama & Granny. You were the only family I ever knew. The years since your deaths have proven that. I love you both forever. Thank You for showing me love in a land of filth.

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The only fish

Wednesday, September 26, 2012 at 1:33 am

  It’s hard to be special in the sea.

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Hook

Tuesday, July 24, 2012 at 1:56 am

Line    

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The day in bed

Thursday, July 19, 2012 at 11:07 pm

I’m done over here for awhile. From time to time I will put a little something up. This blog was a passage for me. A way to bloodlet. You know who you are. These raw (no filters) photo’s are from yesterday. Goodbye.          

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Photos from my week

Thursday, July 19, 2012 at 10:50 pm

  Gin was my lover this night.    

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Look Mama…

Sunday, January 29, 2012 at 12:13 am

They say words possess power: Shutup! Bitch. Drive the fucking car. Stop. Get over. Didn’t you see that. Your cooking is fair. Straighten this place up. Lap dances are just entertainment. I SAID. Where’s my. You’re just the bang maid. Why isn’t my hot chocolate made. These are the words he says to me…

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Concubine

Sunday, November 6, 2011 at 1:41 am

No matter how you slice it:   http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/concubine

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The breaking skin

Sunday, September 18, 2011 at 11:09 pm

Big ol’ snake lookin’ me down I parted my legs to the sound Of  his comin’ round     Slithering in, skin on skin He tore me apart, limb by limb     Skin, and limb, and him-

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Untitled

Thursday, June 2, 2011 at 11:46 pm

Deceased at 9:33 pm.

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Stains of jackass and all other asses

Saturday, April 30, 2011 at 11:58 pm

  There is nothing that can be said of me that stains Words, so many words Truths, all the sides of truth Maybe I am an Alien Or a boy Maybe I’m a girl Or a toy How bout that little pile of debt Or regrets Living ain’t easy, I know But I face it […]

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The blood drained

Sunday, April 17, 2011 at 2:18 am

  I once saw you from across the room looking at me in the reflection of glass. All the times I found myself at your feet, only to remain there looking up at you looking down at me. I walk the earth for a chance, a moment, I’ve been walking, trying so desperately to get […]

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Heave

Thursday, March 31, 2011 at 9:22 pm

      I know the time has come because I got this taste in my mouth like I’m gonna throw up. I was never any good at puking my guts out, always the drama of it: the heaves and pain, tears and stench, the mess in my hair, the regret! I found my way […]

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