Smash Putt 2012
Booze, Art, Mini Golf…and Certain Death
Smash Putt 2012
Booze, Art, Mini Golf…and Certain Death
Great Northern - Warning
too…damn…cute
Gotye ft. Kimbra - Somebody I Used to Know
Walk Off the Earth - Somebody That I Used to Know
this is totally my dog Helo if I were to bring home a basket of kittens….
by Anne Sexton
My mouth blooms like a cut.
I’ve been wronged all year, tedious
nights, nothing but rough elbows in them
and delicate boxes of Kleenex calling crybaby
crybaby, you fool!Before today my body was useless.
Now it’s tearing at its square corners.
It’s tearing old Mary’s garments…
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says
we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
Nouvelle Vague - The Killing Moon