(2013)
13 March
Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
YOU and are not us.