In restaurants we argue
over which of us will pay for your funeral
though the real question is
whether or not I will make you immortal.
At the moment only I
can do it and so
I raise the magic fork
over the plate of beef fried rice
and plunge it into your heart.
There is a faint pop, a sizzle
and through your own split head
you rise up glowing;
the ceiling opens
a voice sings Love Is A Many
Splendoured Thing
you hang suspended above the city
in blue tights and a red cape,
your eyes flashing in unison.
The other diners regard you
some with awe, some only with boredom:
they cannot decide if you are a new weapon
or only a new advertisement.
As for me, I continue eating;
I liked you better they way you were,
but you were always ambitious.
5oh7:
The spoof website is still up and functioning if you want to read it..
5oh7:
the most beautiful thing I’ve read in quite some time..
This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body….
+ walt whitman
[via the roomie sarah]
KANYE WEST - LOVE LOCKDOWN (re-mastered, re-editied, re-done, re-cised)
This dude’s a beast.
I got Jeezy on “Amazing”. Jeezy came down to Hawaii with us because anytime I’d write a chorus or write any type of hook, I’ll be like, ‘what would Jeezy do?’ You know how people have stuff that say ‘What Would Jesus Do?’ I say, What Would Jeezy Do? What would he say on this record? At the end of the day I make my shit white tee shirt ready at all given times.
so excited, i always get there early,
never fashionably late, much to my disappointment;
i can’t help it, i am totally geek for critical mass.
arms and legs
beer and burritos
old piercings and new tattoos
grease stained hands and rolled up pant-legs
all collide and explode in to
my life
my life
the life where i found myself
i ride with krylon, katie kelly, tommytron, LDR, eddie K.O.N, wessles
and my 600 new BFs
as we rise
as we rise
as we rise like waves of
shiny
dirty
beautiful
bicycles with blinking lights
and cover the streets like a swarm of
having-to-much-fun-to-be-righteous fireflies
nutterbuckets ride pretty
pretty hard
while cretins race with no brakes screaming
HOW DO WE RIDE? waiting for the testosterone roar of
BALLS DEEP! in return
BALLS DEEP?!
HOW DO WE RIDE?
GENDER SPECIFIC! i holler back
Ahahaha… you would, carolina
- LIA BERESFORD
I mean, daily newspapers all need to put “fuck” in a headline above the fold one day — it’ll solve all their problems. That’s my prescription. And then in one fell swoop they’ll get rid of all those 80-year-old subscribers who won’t let them drop “Blondie.” Catering to the 80-year-olds? Where’s that getting newspapers? Making sure there’s nothing in your paper that’s inappropriate for an eighty-year-old to read?
