no matter what color
the walls are painted
they are always red.
imposing.
masterful.
crushing.
not even an electric
guitars blues can
penetrate.
– Hoc Scripsi
June 18, 2010
no matter what color
June 18, 2010
I read the comics everyday, I find it starts the day off on a positive and sound note. This is what keeps me from going mad when the shoelace breaks, that and I wear side-zip boots.
June 17, 2010
the dead do not hear the life insurance checks being written
I’ve never been worth much.
not even to those who call
me friend or lover. once,
I was worth more dead than alive.
this isn’t too odd, tho it is
strange, in that, I had no
life insurance at the time.
now that I do, I expect to be
killed at any moment.
– Hoc Scripsi
June 17, 2010
During Breakfast I discover that New Zealand grows some pretty terrific apples.
it’s taste is as there were thousands of tiny dancers on my tongue all exploding in champagne bliss.
The New Zealand Fuji certified organic must be the gift of gods to man in terms of gifts of apples and as far as that can go to curry our favor.
