Thursday, November 29, 2012

i see your response and raise you:



a semantics orgy
  -or-
screw it all

degenerate, hostess goes bankrupt, swerve; stay on my mind, classless in kind, king in
close quarters: wreck it still, my paramour. one two, my ire is coming in three, four,
watch your back because five, six my passionate self is seven, eight, climb a presumed
mountain, while nine comes and your ass becomes ten. i'm just being honest.paid off
security, let all my emotions through the gate, swerve; obama not on my mind, empires
spark w/ slowly lit fuses, a notion which causes confusion, but a slight aplomb may get
that locker-room defused, just a suggestion. congregate, all gather 'round, cause i'm
gonna generate a system of written vengeance, a scroll on how to roll; outstanding and
w/o warrant, i stand defiantly: my life is sentences...

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

i see somebody got back in the blogging game: an as-is appropriate (apropos) response



ineluctable
  -or-
[text missing]

  whiskey dribbled out of his mouth like a bad point guard, a kindred spirit of a nefarious monster: this elixer, this poison always equals parts recrimination, retribution, and bitters. the drink split in equal amounts down his throat and across his jaw: inordinate complexity, yet still, a physical simplicity. slightly intoxicated, swimming in pools of mediocrity, he's mute in the worst ways: de[con]structive and obtuse. those tricks seem so insular, he thinks, sipping his whiskey more gingerly, and considers his actions' sincerity.
--cbw