Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Start of Pinecone pieces

Fallen from above,
Landing roughly on the ground,
Brown and shriveled,
No one would even think,
It is full of life,
Add some fire
And just like that hundreds,
If not thousands of seeds,
Are released,
So a shriveled up mess,
Has so much life,

Just imagine how much you have.

6 Word-Memoir's in Progress

‘Need meat, haven't ate, in minutes!’
‘Oh, my Youth! It’s all gone!’
‘Why is life, so fucked up?’
‘Why can’t others, grow a mustache?’
‘I’m a dry well, in writing.’
‘when i write, awesome shit happens.’
‘when women talk, i hear nothing.’
‘Sarah Corgan, In a nutshell.HILARIOUS’
‘Bless you, oh you didn't sneeze.’
‘When food is sighted, Game Over.’
‘Hotdogs, Chips, Kool-Aid, It’s party time.’
‘Klondike bar, worst form of torture.’
‘Coffee, batteries for the Average Joe.’
‘Natural Chocolate, is technically a salad.’
'Wait, someones drowning, i'm to tired.'
'Please, don't, stop, i'm kidding continue.'
'Bro, Lego my ego, or else.'
'From one to even, I CAN'T'
'The seed of life, is sex.'