when an anti-establishment hippie is established...

 

i am student

conditioning

mind conditioning

conditioned.

wake up 7 am on saturdays now--- should get something spectacular in exchange

rock awards last night was a giant gasping guppy, saved only by lourd and bamboo and the Buklod's Tatsulok which swelled mine emotions to throbbing point --- climbed the railings and hence acquired ugly bruise. (I had no plans of turning into a little rebelielle, but for entirely incomprehensible reasons  the veiny-necked bouncers refused to let anyone out after the set, and man i just had to )

 manufactured rock and roll for the masses.

i need a haircut. 

 

Posted by: Hoon at 04:38 | link | comments

To You

 

Now I realize it’s not worth it---never was

This consequential pit of grit and muck,

shit-absorbent

self-blamery

would give even my nerve fibres

to have never met you and now you’re intruding even

in my dreams

once pillow sweet

now thudding, panicked sweaty frames

of YOU and the none-ness of you

where once you filled it,

 overflowing gorges of heat

and redbellied dancing sheets

NOTHING

is worth this slopping around in mud

and fishgut rot

For 72 hours of loopy balloon sky high.

Hate hate

             hate it

 didn’t see it coming, usually could.

 

 Loathsome magic bean

Kill the feeling. All things fleeting. kill the feeling/

 never worth it. Never is. 

 

Posted by: Hoon at 04:21 | link | comments (1)