Sleeping shit

“How you been sleeping?”

The physiologist

at the westy clinic tells me

my liver is abnormal.

Asks how ive been sleeping

I tell the Indian dude

Who swears so he can

Relate to me

and my tattoos

That I sleep like a baby.

That I haven’t been to bed

Sober in over seven months.

When he asks if im suicidal

I tell him im afraid of death

And he writes it in his computer.

He says

"No poor bastard can

Live forever,

Ben."

Im diagnosed with anxiety (again)

and depression

Then he says

he fears

im an alcoholic

He Says next week

I want to know what you

Want from these sessions

And to have at least three

Alcohol free days.

i walk home

cook a t-bone steak

drink a beer.

I think I will give next week a miss.
and the week after that.

I want nothing out of

this

at

all.

The seduction of Inga

Ride it.

my pony . com

you gotta fuck to this track.
Burrrp, burrrrp bwaaaarp.

Chore Damaris by Justin Anderson from Justin Anderson on Vimeo.

Wet spot

Some of you dudes should hit up this site -
seems like a cool little fucking mag.

Forno Magazine . com
Submission details . com

Meet ya maker

Fuck yeah. These cunts are full on doing it.
also features the back cover of the FUCK mag with my
spot in it, a few posts down the main page.

Mail art . com

Bring it on back home.

"Oh, what I'd give to see
That red mohair suit and hear
Dock Of The Bay
Or Sam in his two tone
Singin' Bring It On Back Home
What a show that would be"

R. Stewart - Sam Muddy Otis

Bandini

Sold my first poem to day. to fuck magazine.
Feeling kinda groovy.

FUCK! Volume 13 Issue 4 (April 2010) - Edited by Lee Thorn.

- Subscription is $20.00. Published monthly.
Address is: Lee Thorn, Box 85571, Tucson, AZ 85754.

American App

	Grab bag valued at $300
	Roundtrip airfare to LA
	A photo shoot to be the next "face" of American Apparel underwear and intimates

And the winner is . com

Vice grip

Anonymous, on Jan 22, 2010 wrote:
a cock in the face is only good when she has beautiful tits and honey dripping out of her reamed out dick hole.

Anonymous, on Jan 21, 2010 wrote:
this could have been taken a year ago and it would still be lame gay shit

work hard, play hard . com

Hey, there, Beauty Queen.

"On March 23, 1946 Joe again took Norma Jeane to Zuma Beach for more photos. These photos taken only 5 days later clearly show Norma Jeane with only 5 toes on her left foot. When Joseph Jasgur decided to publish these photos in a book entitled "The Birth of Marilyn: The Lost Photographs of Norma Jeane By Joseph Jasgur" he stated this lie: Norma Jeane had six toes and I can prove it with this picture on pages 72 and 73."

i wish . com
she fucking did . com

Is this for real?

Any one know if this is true?
they dont say her name.

Plump

Femme En Fourrure - Plump Bisquit from miikka lommi on Vimeo.

Have the beer.

"Well, I’m trying to say you should go see the movies. Even when I just tell you it’s pretty good and you forget about it because shit, if it was really worth seeing I would have grabbed you by the shoulders and screamed it in your face, you should go see it. Because they all have something to offer, even if they aren’t the best movie you’ve ever seen, or even the best movie you’ve seen this week, they still have their place. They’re still worthwhile. I saw Green Zone yesterday, and you know what? It was pretty good. I won’t buy the DVD, but I’m glad I went to see it because it’s a good movie, and you should see it too, for the same reason. Don’t wait around for the perfect movie with your favourite star – go see ‘em all, because even if it’s just pretty good, it’s worth your time. Pretty good is what makes the world go around. "

Ian Shearer @ Bandwidth . com

Cat Soup - Brilliant

"Nyāko, the older sister of Nyatta, lies very ill in her room. By accident, Nyatta sees his sister leaving the house holding hands with the Japanese version of Ksitigarbha, (known as Jizou in Japanese) and follows them. Nyatta claims one half of his sister's soul by pulling one arm. Nyāko's soul gets split in two, and her brother runs away with one half. Jizou sends a clue about a flower they must search for in order to retrieve the missing part, then walks away with the other half.

Nyatta returns home to find the doctor telling his parents that his sister is dead. Nyatta gets closer with the half-soul in his arms and puts it back in his sister's body through her nose. Nyāko wakes up braindead. Nyatta and Nyāko travel together (apparently on the order from their mother, asking Nyatta to save his sister) and visit a circus (where god is represented as a magician). The final act, which is a giant penguin-looking bird "filled" with various weather, causes a flood of water which covers everything. The two of them end up on an Arc-esque boat with a pig, which they eventually begin to eat (by unzipping his stomach and pulling out butcher slabs). God drains the world of the oceans (by holding up the world so the water on it runs down his arm), leaving the cats and pig stranded in a desert. The pig bites off Nyatta's arm, which is repaired by a desert-dweller who makes dolls from the pieces of other cats."

suicide its a suicide . com

Cat Soup - Trailer | Movies & TV | SPIKE.com

The proof is in the pudding

The Golden Spiral is a mystical shape that is an absolute in both abstract mathematics and chaotic nature. It was first discovered by Phythagoras, a failed Greek messiah and mathematical cult leader in the 5th century B.C. The spiral is derived via the golden rectangle, a unique rectangle which has the golden ratio. When squared, it leaves a smaller rectangle behind, which has the same golden ratio as the previous rectangle. The squaring can continue indefinitely with the same result. No other rectangle has this trait.

When you connect a curve through the corners of these concentric rectangles, you have formed the golden spiral. The Phythagoreans loved this shape for they found it everywhere in nature: the Nautilus Shell, Ram's horns, milk in coffee, the face of a Sunflower, your fingerprints, our DNA, and the shape of the Milky Way.

Pi . com
the pi reciters world ranking list . com

Un abridged Script

SAM
Help me, Jack! I'm frightened!

JACK
How do you think I feel? You shit!

SAM
Jack...

JACK
(pulling down mask)
Shut up! This is a professional
relationship!

Jack comes at Sam with the horrifying implement . com

Pulp Hope.

You seem like the kind of person who puts some thought into those definitional debates.

POPE: Oh, yeah. Especially having gone to art school and suffered under this high-art/low-art prejudice, which I'm completely against. I'm all in favor of craft. So [the high-art/low-art dichotomy] is another thing that's worth destroying, I would say, because I feel like that's an intimidation. That benefits curators. It doesn't really benefit creative people. I've never been comfortable with that, especially considering that in art school, where I went to school, there was such a prejudice towards video arts, conceptual work, performance. Something that was traditionally craft-based--whether it was print making or life drawing, which is what I was interested in, and draftsmanship--it was really looked down upon, which really bothered me. In art school, I was actually kicked out, but eventually I got to the point where I would take in a toothbrush as my project and a lot of times I would get really good grades just because I would play the game.

That's straight out of "Art School Confidential."

POPE: Oh, yeah.

I've got some stories like that.

Open Nudity

"Sexual modesty cannot then in any simple way be identified with the use of clothing nor shamelessness with the absence of clothing and total or partial nakedness. There are circumstances in which nakedness is not immodest... Nakedness as such is not to be equated with physical shamelessness. Immodesty is present only when nakedness plays a negative role with regard to the value of the person... The human body is not in itself shameful, nor for the same reasons are sensual reactions, and human sensuality in general. Shamelessness (just like shame and modesty) is a function of the interior of a person."

Karol Cardinal Wojtyla
(later to become Pope John Paul II)

nekkid . com

Switchblade sisters.

Leeroy Jackson

Yeeeeaaaahh...

Money and looks aint shit

A Russian man billed as the world's smartest man has turned down a $1.1 million prize for solving a mathematical equation, despite living in a bare, cockroach-infested flat.

"I was once in his flat and I was astounded," she said.

"He only has a table, a stool and a bed with a dirty mattress which was left by previous owners — alcoholics who sold the flat to him."

Respect . com

Virgins from hell

Grind core

"Now I've never been to an authentic Grindhouse like they had back in the day and have never seen any of the movies from the period apart from some Bruce Lee and Blaxploitation films. I've been to a horror movie festival so I am familiar with the sensation of watching these movies back to back and I have to say I loved it. So disappointed have I been that we are being denied the Grindhouse cinematic experience (Not even on Region 1 DVD) that I have been trying to re-create the experience in my living room over the past few Sundays by picking double bills of exploitation/cult fare that I have seen. I have to admit its yielded mixed results. Below are a few of the double-bill combinations I have tried and recommend. Others on this list I have not tried as I don't own the movie or its not currently available, I can only dream at this stage..... If you really want to enhance the experience then find some old trailers from Youtube or Veoh and watch them between these movies. Some of these also work better with beer........ or erm...... other stimulants...... so maybe mix it up a bit and invite some pals round to indulge in cinema extremis with you. Also if you can find these films on VHS that's probably the way to go as DVD seems a bit too pristine to mimic the bad quality prints that you would get in an authentic grindhouse."

DIY Grindhouse . com

Comparison-ford

Title: Blade Runner (words that never appeared in the novel)

Title: Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? - was an obscure reference to the fact that inhabitants lived in a society of the future where animals were virtually extinct and all but the rich had to substitute android replicas (such as an "electric sheep") for real animals

Wake up, time to die . com

Finally on the Zygote.

After a fair few fucking attempts i finally made
the Zygote Press. Rock N Roll, baby.

Todd has smooth balls . com
Fantasy . com

and my mate JJ's spot . com

1st Birthday

My God-Daughter's 1st Birthday cake,
made by the talented Tucker T.
Wild like rock stars, who smash guitars.

My Favorite

letter I've made, so far.
Its mother fucking ribbed, contoured, popped out.

The aim of all life.

Is death . com

Strech head.

“I made a proposal about how should look the photos on new Id’s for Romanians, since the majority of the western Europeans believe that Romanians=Thieves. Here is one article on this theme: Dans le TER, une affiche SNCF qui stigmatise les Roumains I want to thank all the Imago Theatre members that took part at this project. teatruliberimago.blogspot.com
Thanks to Sodium Magazine who published it in Issue #2″

Rob that mother fucker, Kidnap that fool . com

Ragland Rd, Baby

Spare Ass Annie

"In 1944, Burroughs began living with Joan Vollmer in an apartment they shared with Kerouac and Edie Parker, Kerouac's first wife. Due to the more homophobic / societal pressures of the day Burroughs divorced his first wife, IIse Krabbe, and married Vollmer in 1946 with the intent of trying to create a "normal" family. Their son, William S. Burroughs, Jr., was born in 1947 in Texas. During this period Burroughs wrote 2 novels-Junkie & Queer, the latter only published in the 1980s. Both were straightforward narratives unusual only for their very dark humour and pre-date Burroughs' literary experiments. On September 6, 1951 in Mexico City, Burroughs accidentally shot and killed his wife during what was reportedly a drunken attempt to imitate William Tell's feat of shooting an apple off his son's head. This is often described as an "accidental shooting", but other interpretations are possible, including "murder" or even "assisted suicide". Burroughs was charged with criminal imprudence and eventually skipped bail, leaving Mexico in 1952. He toured South America for several months, then settled in Tangier, Morocco. It was in Tangier that he and Brion Gysin developed the aforementioned 'cut-up technique'."

Sounds dope.

repanning refers to a specialized form of surgery involving drilling or scraping a hole into the skull. The goal of trepanning is to expose the tough and inflexible dura mater, or pachymeninx, which is the outermost layer of the meninges surrounding the brain and spinal cord.

Trepanning has taken place for hundreds of years all over the world for a variety of reasons. There is even evidence in the form of cave paintings that trepanation occurred during the Neolithic times as a cure for migraines, epileptic seizures, and mental disorders. Hippocrates also provided directions for the procedure during the Greek age. Trepanning remained a common practice through the 19th century and has recently started making a comeback for both mystical and medical reasons.

To complete a trepanation, the surgeon first drills a hole into the skull. A small piece of bone is then removed in order to relieve pressure from the brain. Over time, the bone grows back but the new bone is shallower than the rest of the skull. Since the bone grows back after trepanning, scientists are able to determine if the patient survived the operation simply by examining the skull remains. Some holes in skulls discovered by scientists have been as large as two inches in diameter and, amazingly, scientist believe approximately 2/3 of those who underwent the procedure survived.

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tierd and i want to go home . com

The board walk.

"See what happens when furniture, snacks, daily necessities, and even the humans are adopted as a main element of the chess, the results are incredible and of course remarkable…Designed by a group of contemporary artists, ‘the art of chess’ will be exhibited at project b gallery held in milan next month, but you’ll see them on I New Idea far ahead of that time."

seven creative chess boards . com

Widdler.

"A Vietnam native, Diem Chau and her family came to America as refugees in 1986. Chau is a BFA graduatefrom Cornish College of the Arts and has received an Artist Trust GAP Grant and a PONCHO Artist-in-Residence Award. Her work has been exhibited in New York, Miami, Seattle and Los Angeles Chau combines common mediums and common means to create delicate vignettes of fleeting memory, gesture and form, resulting in works that combine egalitarian sensibility and minimalist restraint. Her work touches on the value of Storytelling, Myths and its ability to connect us to each other through cultural and humanistic similarities. Chau's current work drifts into new territory by exploring the periphery of the narrative, moments forgotten and faded, or too brief to retain."

zodiac tripping . com

really tripping . com

Aquarela do Brasil

Only a state of mind.

God dammnit Gilingham, You are the king.

Arguably the best film . com

Big L.

I haven't left here for days now
And I'm becoming amazed how
You're quite affectionate in public
In fact, your friend said it made her feel sick
And even though it's moving forward
There's just the right amount of awkward
And today you accidentally
Called me baby

Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Cause I stay here all the time
Watching telly, drinking wine

Lily, you are bloody wonderful . com

check the smile at 3:05. Damn...

Sunday Session Alone/

“charley”

I put my finger

Near the cats ass.

He doesn’t like it.

He puzzles me

but

He loves me.

Darne picks up

Her keys to leave

And says

“I love you”

I say

No you don’t.

Off the wall.

OFF THE WALL :: Doze Green - Studio Visit from friendswelove.com on Vimeo.

Fucken kingin' it.

There Is No Other Stream

“Are you not thirsty?” said the Lion.
“I’m dying of thirst,” said Jill.
“Then drink,” said the Lion.

“May I — could I — would you mind going away while I do?” said  
Jill.

The Lion answered this only by a look and a very low growl. And as  
Jill gazed at its motionless bulk, she realized that she might as well  
have asked the whole mountain to move aside for her convenience.
The delicious rippling noise of the stream was driving her nearly  
frantic.

“Will you promise not to — do anything to me, if I do come?” said  
Jill.

“I make no promise,” said the Lion.
Jill was so thirsty now that, without noticing it, she had come a step  
nearer.

“Do you eat girls?” she said.
“I have swallowed up girls and boys, women and men, kings and  
emperors, cities and realms,” said the Lion. It didn’t say this as  
if it were boasting, nor as it it were sorry, not as if it were angry.  
It just said it.

“I daren’t come and drink,” said Jill.
“Then you will die of thirst,” said the Lion.
“Oh dear!” said Jill, coming another step nearer. “I suppose I  
must go and look for another stream then.”

“There is no other stream,” said the Lion.

C.S. Lewis, The Silver Chair

Anthropophagus

"A group of tourists arrive on a small Greek island, only to find it almost completely deserted. It seems that the only person still alive there is a blind girl who does not know what has happened to the rest of the town, but is terrified of a man who she describes as smelling of blood As members of the group disappear or are murdered by a mysterious man, the survivors search for clues as to what is going on. They find a diary, which tells the story of a man who was shipwrecked with his wife and child. In order to survive, the man was forced to eat his dead family. This act drove him insane and he went on to slaughter the rest of the island's inhabitants. In the film's most notorious scene, the killer strangles a pregnant woman while pulling the fetus from her womb and then devouring it (in reality the fetus was a skinned rabbit covered with fake blood). The effect proved so convincing that the filmmakers were attacked and questioned as to whether they really extracted a human fetus from its mother's womb. In the end, the killer is dispatched by means of a pick axe to the stomach, but before he dies he attempts to devour himself, chewing violently on his own intestines before finally dying." ~ Wiki Stub.

Dont want to live on the moon.

yellow socks

damn, girl.

David Chancellor

An elephant story . com

Above the clouds

"The Essen-born photographic artist Jürgen Chill earned a degree in “Fine Arts” at the Hoogeschool voor de Kunsten (University of Arts) in Arnhem (The Netherlands) in 2002. Since then he has been represented in various national and international exhibitions. His works were nominated for various art prizes, and in 2007 he won the European Architectural Photography Prize with the photography series “zellen”."

like lego . com

Givin' brain.

Phil Says “They’re on a mission from God” February 6th, 2010

head designs . com

Cream.

My mother told me, when I was so stressed out
"All you gotta do is just put your best out"
and I did it, milky

Bad birds that fuck nerds! *inhaling*
Hah! *inhaling*
Suck a dick up til ya hiccup motherfuckers!

Cappadonna Cappucino, the Donna-mite
Came to treat the earpiece

Working Away

"I think about the times at the caravan and i remember a woman named Carol. She would ask me to take off my top whenever i came around to read with her two girls. I would have been about 8 or 9. We read books quietly. She said I was very strong and once she made everyone watch as I swung across the river with her eldest daughter on my back, holding on around my neck. She said "You must be very stong to hold her wieght like that". I felt like a soldier and I was proud. The Murry was a deep brown muddy coulor. It probally still is. I remember falling in love with a girl named Mandy. She was a model. Well she did a foot advertisment. Now I think about it that explains a lot."

my newest peice, of shit . com

Ian Shearer

The Intruder (Dir: Sean Duncan, 2008) from Redcap Productions on Vimeo.

Video writen by (be sure to watch till the very end.)

Ian Shearer of Drunken ramblings.

" I was thrown to the ground and stripped to my bare arse, infinitely hairier than Fireman Sam’s. I’m not sure that was what they found so disappointing though. Fearing that my measurements may anger the mob I kicked my way to my feet, nabbed a pink hat to cover my modesty, and headed for the door.

Needless to say no taxis would pick me up. The police found me a couple of hours later. ‘You been drinking son?’ asked the abnormally tall policeman.
‘No I’ve been fucking gardening. It’s a Saturday night and I’m naked in the street. Of course I’ve been fucking drinking.’ This apparently wasn’t the smart thing to say, and they booked me. Johnny ended up having to post my bail, which is only fair if you ask me."

Only just met Ian but the guys is infinitly talented if you want my honest opinion and if your going to read any thing online today its these two spots.

The beginning . com

The pecking order . com

the drunken ramblings . com

The Joint Drops.

Yo Baby! Its been both a stress and a pleasure but "The Joint" is finally finished
and its a funky little fucking chap. Featuring work from all over the
fucking planet, she showcases some raw words, awesome art works and
like all good presses - some grade a titty's. Cost 5 bucks to cover
shipping. Limited run of 25 copy's. Selling in a few beat areas of melb so will
probally sell quickly.

Grab a copy if you like ya joints wet!

Big thanks to all artists involved and will aim to
run another some time next year. Cheers!

Over the top.

Now the 28-year-old otaku (a Japanese term that roughly translates to somewhere between 'obsessive' and 'nerd') has wed the pillow in a special ceremony, after fitting it out with a wedding dress for the service in front of a local priest. Their nuptials were eagerly chronicled by the local media. 'He is completely obsessed with this pillow and takes it everywhere,' said one friend. 'They go out to the park or the funfair where it will go on all the rides with him. Then when he goes out to eat he takes it with him and it gets its own seat and its own meal,' they added.

roots like a sack of potatos . com

Pussy Wagon.

The yellow truck - originally used in Tarantino's 2003 movie Kill Bill Vol. 1 - makes a cameo appearance in the nine-minute video for 'Telephone'.Lady Gaga said she was discussing the plot for the video when Tarantino suggested she use the iconic vehicle. "We were having lunch one day in Los Angeles and I was telling him about my concept for the video and he said, 'You gotta use the Pussy Wagon!',” she told E! News. The singer also admitted that, like her previous videos, the video for 'Telephone' contained a series of “hidden messages”. Directed by Jonas Aklerlund, the video also features Beyonce, and sees the pair transformed into America's Most Wanted after they poison customers in a diner.

The coolest.

if ya aint got one, get one.

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i like to watch.

The Mobius Group Preservation Society
In a word: pleasure. It's like, my pleasure in other people's leisure

the jump . com

Fuck her with your dick

"Nicole "Snooki" Polizzi

"She's tacky, she's dumb, she's irritating, she's considered 'the ugly one' out of a group of girls that look like Monday night strippers, she thinks class means having diamante put on your acrylic nails and the morning after (before you got tested just in case) you'd have to soak the sheets to get out the streaks of fake tan and stomach turning stench of Impulse body spray. But despite all this, ashamedly I still would. There's just something about her. My theory as to why that guy clocked her is that he probably thinking the exact same thing and was so disgusted with himself he took it out on her face. Fuck what he says happened. Man can't hide from himself."

i wouldn't but would you . com

What not to do with ya girl.

#1 - Share an email

"Sure, you've got nothing to hide. Yeah, you trust her and she trusts you. Doesn't matter. Girlfriends misinterpret. It's their job. And when the two of you are sharing an email address, you're just giving her an opportunity to misinterpret every waking hour of the day. She'll be fighting with you over the penis enlargement spam in no time. "Who are you trying to enlarge your penis for? You're cheating on me, aren't you?!"

how many you breaking . com

Modern Drunkard

Let’s Get Stimulated

"Things could be worse. The last time a depression jumped on our necks you couldn't legally buy alcohol. Instead, the average joe had to deal with an underground economy, the speakeasies and bootleggers; and it should be noted that that particular industry was the only one that truly boomed during the Great Depression.

Which leads me -- by way of my own special brand of tortured logic -- to believe that it up to we drunks to get this current economy back on its feet. If not us, who? Let’s be frank: teetotalers are a pessimistic and morbid lot. What do they care if the economy goes to hell? Their lives suck anyway, what’s one more shadow in a pit of gloom?"

Helpful hints . com

Blind.

“To see”

My mum squints

into a book

And says

“Its a horrible thing

To go blind, Ben.”

On the patio my cat

Walks along a pylon

The television

shows the news

of the dead

in a some backwater

country

on the east coasts.

D’Arne smiles at

me from the kitchen

as she stirs

the bubbling and red

pasta sauce.

There is no

more beer

in the fridge.

I think about a letter

Being sent to the dead

A letter that

That will roam

In the post

forever.

I tell me mum

It’s a horrible thing

Being able

To see.

Next level beatz.

An explanation to this madness that was past posted.

Alt reel spot.

"The funniest period was when we pretended to kill each other. He would sleep in the separate room and wake up in the middle of the night with me hanging over him in a hockey mask. Machete in hand. One time I hid behind the couch when he left the room. I had toilet paper wrapped around my head, like a mummy of some kind. I also had a large boning knife. When i heard the door open i jumped out and screamed some of the most ungodly shit a man has ever spat. It was his dad. He thought we were up to some kind of homosexual ritual so he left without saying much"

My next piece, of shit . com

and thank for the comments, that's the juice. Much appreciated.

Aloha, Mother fuckers.

Frenchy says best heard with cold medicine, and i believe her.

Goodbye buddy.

Todd Moore has passed away. Im not going to over emotionalize this but the news has hit me with a high level of shock and sadness. I only spoke to Todd a few days ago and sent him a copy of my newest book. While i only met him though the internet and our relationship was brief, if not fleeting, he was always very kind to me. He gave me alot of time when others woudnt. He reviewed Air A boire and said

"Most minor poets would go all soft and sentimental here, but not Smith. This is the tell tale mark of a real talent working. Instead, he kicks all sentiment aside and gives us what his girl really looks like, all of it, the warts showing, including the snotty bubbles popping at the end of the his girl’s nose."

So im not going to piss and moan on about this. Ill be honest. Its just a damn shame to loose such a strong and kind man, An out law poet and some one i admired very much. My last words to him were that "the fuck" was the best poem i had ever read - ever. The thought of my letter being in the mail and never making it to him burns me; badly. I will have a beer for Todd tonight. Thats a fucking promise. Thank you T, you really were the godfather of this outlaw shit.

respect and best wishes to his family . com

Doing his fucking thing . com

Todd Moore
R.I.P.
1937 - 2010