Chicken fried steak and fried green tomotoes sound good to me. Is that what we've having for sunday dinner? I'm ready. j.
Johnny Masuda
steve long and tall the headless horseman gone terribly wrong came to the party blender ice cream tequila fresh Hawaiian s’rooms met in a nexus steve’s horseman grew a head nostrils flaring inhaled the cocaine door prize white-rimmed screaming faster
sickboy carbon-flesh scorpion crawling on his hand laura b. nice ink scared burning heart framed by teasing pillows breasts with pointy nipples want Chinese with eggrolls eggdrop soup crispy crunchy rangoon johnny wants weed with a morphine drip so ev
I am a religious man irreverent to the structure but I drink the blood of Christ I’m too insane to pass (you try being me) I pray groans cries of the desperate arrogant demanding piss on you do my bidding heal my wounds stop the bleeding give me<B
the price of gas Vienna sausages Gucci shoes or carnival cruise party packs seem to find me unconcerned the latest war blockbuster movie presidential need to be or terrorist’s demand can be just so much noise I am not slick and slick things snake skins
Such force...Bravo! j.
Thanks. I'm working on the spacing thing and the copyright stuff. I recieved some copyright forms today. As for publishing, I am open to any advice or plan you have. I appreciate everyone's comments. Again, thanks.
FALCON This morning, above the overpass, I saw a falcon Chase a blackbird off its wire. It sat there, hunched, A Predator eyeing traffic. My spirit is stifled By its trappings. I feel my anger growing At the pain in my body At my drug-fogged mind. There are a thousand reasons I should fail, Yet I have endur
I want to be tom bodett feel warm wear flannel leave the light on a hot shower cable fresh sheets air conditioning and a prozac smile I want to be a writer but I don’t like to write strange since that’s what I do it’s more like a bleeding a pustule
I’m not a mover or a shaker not a jailer a prisoner maybe of all that I know or think I know I walk solo tight rope high wire but not like a bird no aegis or circle of horn no angels net to catch me when I fall it is not gentle on my mind it is black li
at the stop light I saw her tight jeans hugging her slightly aging ass walking in the snow with carl hitting the pipe she loves the pipe Step’n Lester calls her whore she suck dicks for white rocks that burn so fast she visits on tuesdays tells me dirty stories
I haven't heard from you lately. Do you like the recent pieces? Also is there another we can contact here. like a link to your e-mail? thanks for the help. j.
mom hung her pride dangling in front of me a full loop 13 coils on having sunk only so low before she gave up crime still beer friendly at the end of the night closer to sunrise with blue and white parliament cigarettes weaving silent movie scenes in the void before h
Thank you. j.
she called me an over educated gangsta’ thug in her private school pleat and monogrammed polo like judge judy telling me just how stupid and why you always want better for your kid it’s the universal but there are times when the thoughts of stun guns and kiddie
the blood poet and his queen have a sixteen year old stiletto called precious she whips debutantes and lectures on rules of safety when mixing latex and leather her toy a boy purity from the pope stares shamelessly at intrigues bouncing breasts mouths her name repeating
there’s a knock at the door there’s always a knock at the door jehovahs latter day saints ghosts of debts ignored maybe mr. repo or a telephone ringing to tell me I can save 10% on my auto insurance or a dog barking at the wind or a leaf or a turd that won’t come out I’d
mr. masuda how do you plead I plead insanity (you can’t say that shit--he ain’t laughing) no sorry your honor guilty with an explanation you realize you are forfeiting you rights yes your honor I know I have the right to have my ass kicked regularly by jackbooted thugs<BR
lou reed with his razor wit cuts deep into the bone blue rabbits chase alice down rape her in their dirty holes police playing submarine suzi snaps the whip bill walton drinks seaweed shakes little billie gets his gun another pile of money finds a felons home
working scab in the refineries of sunny SoCal on payday we used to go to Curly's in signal hill order black bulls and buy steaks off the backs of frig trucks for one in a hundred the bar cashed our checks and filled us with drinks we’d score speed black beauties yellow ja
I am weary of emotion the colors red white and blue fail to move me to starry eyed delight I like the fireworks on the 4th but otherwise I live somewhere else if this one or that one becomes president czar prime minister or bill gates it changes nothi
I owe my veracious appetite for reading to porn in the early sixties at 10 years old porn was something that had to be sent for brown papered deliveries waited for and secret meetings with 8mm projectors beer and cigars that only dads and their buddies could see mothers and girlfriends<B
thank you for the encouragement. I'm glad that you enjoy the work. As for an agent, maybe after I write a couple of hundred pieces. j.
I don't believe that the issues here can be understood from a slice in time perspective. I think it would be more fruitful to look at the long history between the west and those who live in the middle east. It should also be exmined in terms of power differentials. How they evolved and who benefits. I look forward to the near future when we can see the immediate outcomes and benefits. Simply assigning the behavior of those that caused t
I don't believe that the issues here can be understood from a slice in time perspective. I think it would be more fruitful to look at the long history between the west and those who live in the middle east. It should also be exmined in terms of power differentials. How they evolved and who benefits. I look forward to the near future when we can see the immediate outcomes and benefits. Simply assigning the behavior of those that caused t