when saturday comes

to the left of my shadow lies the darkness. to the right of the darkness lies my way. it is not saturday yet but one day it will have been.


Sprach Zarathustra Cakehole

trees lampost hills my house

i do inta web

Your internet is wise.
Your internet is everywhere.
Your internet is watching.
Your home button will not take you home.
Cry into your keyboard.

Toto, Toto, where art thine photo?
.... I have longed for thee so meekly,
and I do it so sweetly,
I am squealing,
I am reeling,
I have a feeling
.... we're not in Kansas anymore

How art thine tea?

Where is my tea? My cup of tea that stretches the day-long intersection into the dream world, forming an abyss that is more manageable to my own fallible heart? i prefer coffee anyway.

An ode to pie

Pie, oh my, how you can lie, you made me want to cry, yesterday.
But now, I can die, happy, with a sigh, because pie, oh my, bye bye.
Yum Yum

Piemen

Anticipation,
Excitement,
Chatter, chatter, chatter
Of the day was pie

My,
Oh why,
Has my pie,
….got gristle in it?

The Price of Pie

Pie costs one moment of panic and three minutes of nausea.

oh pie, forsaken pie.