I CAN’T LEAVE MY APARTMENT

i can’t leave my apartment, jesus fuck, I can’t leave this fucking place. Agoraphobia, sounds harmless enough but I assure you that it isn’t. It comes down to being so depressed that you can’t go out to pick up your anti-depressant medication. Anxiety so physical like a roller coaster ride without the fun. Sometimes you …

SELF DESRUCT

Agoraphobia is the fear of open space’s and public places, I fear open space’s with the public in them. Bucowski once said something like “it’s not that I hate people I just feel better when they’re not around”

SCRAP’S OF PAPER

I opened my heart and you thru your shit into it, how am I supposed to fuck under these conditions ? You with your scrap’s of paper that never really pay back scattered over the bed. Your lie’s and mine, yes you never knew about mine. The lie’s have to remain unsaid, buried in a …

TTHERE’S NO ONE HOME

“TOOTHPASTE AS A WEAPON” As you may or may not know, toothpaste can be applied on the skin on top of an area subjected to ether an in-grown hair or “underground zit”. The toothpaste then raising the pus to the surface in very sort time allows the poor fuck to go ahead and lance the …

THIS HAS NO NAME, THE SOUL WAS REMOVED

This is a garbage can, this is where images come to die, a collection stolen, over used idea’s and inspirations. No blood has been spilled, no lust has been consummated, no dog’s have been hung, the children are happy and free of disease as they see something for the first time. No disruption’s, no breakfast, …

I DON’T RECALL

Sometimes you just forget what it is that you’re fucking working on, maybe you’re stoned, distracted, sick off your O.C.D., hungover, bleeding, temporally blind, too many pill’s who knows why ? And who really gives a rats ass ? Work comes from strange places and it has strange smells. It comes when you’re unconscious or …

AN-OTHERS FOREST

AGAINST THE WALL I SAW THE HALL I WALKED ON I WOULDN’T MAKE IT PAST DAWN I SMELL THE BEAST RIPPING AND TARING AT HIS FEAST THAT WAS STOLEN FROM AN-OTHERS FOREST I’ve never in all my conclusions drawn from world figured out how to truly become free from being lost. My directions have ether …

NOT FRIENDLY

I like to collect things real or imaginary. Opposites attract me, for every butterfly there’s a moth, for every skull there’s a flower, for every pipe there’s a……….well, more pipes I suppose. Space-ship’s, telephones, brass pipe’s connected to nothing, word’s, bat’s and of coarse skull’s all coming together on the same page. These mix-matched images …