Sunday, December 13, 2009

The Visionary

Here's a poem inspired by some old notes I jotted down years ago for a project I had been working on... It didn't make sense then, and it really doesn't now either.


"Use this spoon to gouge out your eyeballs."

"What for?"

"It will help you see better...
You won't need your glasses anymore."

"What happens if I remove my ear?"

"You become Van Gogh."

Thursday, December 10, 2009


I couldn't help it... I'm just sick of two things, and I felt the need to write about it.


I wish that
would finally give us
a "Dislike" button.

So I can tell people
just how much
I dislike
being told that
they want
a "Dislike" button.