Hey brah...gotta light?

i saw it all every day
every piece
of the big puzzle
i woke up alone
every morning
even though i hear voices
coming up the hall
they penetrate the walls
but i am deaf to these things i hear
every morning
the same people
but i am alone
the puzzle goes unsolved
but i see in clarity
how it would go together
but i have been jamming the same piece
into the wrong slot
in my head
i am screaming
somewhere i am crying
but my eyes just refuse to water
i am emotionally crippled
you give me a smile
i wonder why
why am i obsessed
i see the pieces
i see the answers
but i dont own them
i cant control them
and i am pulling myself apart
soon the seams will bust
picking up the pieces
i will light it all on fire.

Just waitin' for paint to dry...

...all this time is just floatin by
i try to hurry
the wet canvas takes its time
rush the process
meddle in business that aint your own
my hands were in the red
and i smothered the board in haste
why dont you slow down kid
take a breath
while your waitin for the paint to dry
but i just dont got the time
put your records on
and let the mind melt
no no no
i laid here enough
lettin your voice trash my brain
i've got the world to conquer
and no time to do it in
a handfull of blue
i ground into the canvas
and seeing the destruction
i took my heavy hand
coated in that days defeat
bandaged my heart in notes and tunes
and waited for the paint to dry...

a tribute to my soul sista. she's smokin' hot and her voice is a force to be reckoned with.

i will begin with a cop out...

It has come to my attention in the last couple weeks that shop rite has consumed my soul and left me with little creative time to spare. So, in order to save myself from the mundane world of scones i decided to re-create this here blog and post cool things i make. Which i plan to make every week. Kinda like owen's daily comic that is not so daily, or weekly, or monthly....maybe something will come around in a year. i dunno, i keep clicking on it hoping for something good. each time i just get disappointment. i'll set my goals a little lower and try for a week. then when i hop aboard the ss failboat you all can be mad at me for not fulfilling my promises. if you read this...are you reading this? i'm talking to the internet, all by my lonesome. and now for my first submission...something you've already seen! Hooray! don't blame me, blame it on the 8th grade celebration dance that used up all my black spray paint. i had some sexy soul paintin for ya'll, but i suppose that will be for next week.

Anyway, a tribute to one of my favorite bands. If ya can't figure it out by lookin' at it, maybe ya just aren't meant to know. And you prolly don't belong in bug city either. SO GET THE FUG OUT!

This is my attempt at capturing what this band looks like to me, without just paintin' their faces. And errything in there has some significance. And i think its kinda rad so far.

ROK AND ROLL!!