michael j. martiñez' delirios de grandeur

domestication (white flag)

2012-02-28T17:25:00.003-05:00

1, 2, 3, 4 days at home
that's 24, 48, 72, 96 hours locked in your room
1440, 2880, 4320, 5760 minutes
dwelling in fear and resentment

because the man outside that door has made it clear
there's no place for you on earth
might as well let him swim in peace
and always be grateful

"it's the least you can do"

just one word, though,
while I still remain alive or innocent,

I am trying to be the best person I can be
I am trying very hard to learn
please have mercy

I am not interested in proving myself harmless
I am just eager to learn...

Dreaming of the Army

2012-02-25T02:27:00.005-05:00

I always keep coming back home, man,
I'm always coming back home, listen,
I'm coming back home

I'm dreaming of the Army
like the ultimate queer civilian I am
dreaming of a place to belong
somewhere to get rid of so many mundane liberties

Will I be fit? Who knows, but
I think I will, and if
I'm not, I will
I'm ready to take a bullet in my head,
Sir.

2012-02-14T01:15:00.000-05:00

This is how you get drugs in Canada -- first off, you must be HIV positive.

Then you have 2 or 3 options if you're living in the province of Ontario: Ontario Works (OW), Ontario Disability Support Program (ODSP), and the Trillium Drug Program (TDP).

OW won't allow you to work as soon as your income surpasses the monthly cap of approximately 580 a month for a single person;

ODSP will allow you to work, provided that you report your income so that 50% of your earnings will be deducted from their monthly assistance. Their monthly cap is close to 1000 a month for a single person;

TDP will take into consideration your annual income, out of which 4% will be calculated and deducted on a quarterly basis.

For someone making 1346 a month, OW is not an option;

For someone working 25 hours a week at a rate of 14 per hour, ODSP is not an option -- unless you manage to get your boss to cut you hours -- that way your income fits within the eligibility range;

Then again there is a program called Investing In Neighborhoods (IIN), an initiative that basically funds your paycheck -- as long as you work 25 hours a week. This means that if you really want to get less hours for the purpose of ODSP eligibility you must approach the folks at IIN, not your boss (who could presumably be more flexible and empathetic...);

Finally, for someone who keeps walking on clouds most of their time, TDP may not be an option unless you can provide a copy of your last income tax report... Unfortunately I always thought I'd never use these documents again. Turns out, I will need 'em all in the future.

Welcome to the mainstream society.

A Loss

2012-02-12T18:49:00.003-05:00

What's lost again?
a woman was found
dead, she was lost
in her 5-star hotel room
sounds like a big loss
yet the first tear is the hardest to lose

Is it the detachment from what you
used to hold dear?

How dear was it?

Dear as in, abstract affection?
Dear as in, taken for granted?
Dear as in, dear life?

Or dear as in, it's a fucking loss?
Just how physical is your fucking loss?

A loss, your loss,
Don't say I've got a nerve for doubting
this fucking loss

is just not legitimate as it should;
It's untimely, it's unwelcome, it's
unwanted,
and it's probably why
I'm so fucking lost

Rest in peace, superstar. I'm sad,
like ev'ryone else.
I don't make good impressions, but
they do. I don't believe myself, but they
do.
And somehow the weight of their loss
makes me sad
and so I manage to feel their loss
as my own:
"Rest in peace." I'm taking a fucking
rest now...

ideals

2012-02-10T13:00:00.002-05:00

Have we talked about seduction?
Me being born yesterday?
What else is there to talk about?

I'm not a troublemaker, I'm a crowdpleaser
I don't wanna fuck you, I wanna fuck the world
the world can be a full picture
if you got the nerve to pull the pieces together

cus sex is liberating and such
and you're the expert with your ideals
at diminishing any resemblance with reality

A fuckhead's worth

2012-02-06T12:16:00.003-05:00

C'mon now, it's my turn
to be your man, said
an enthusiastic fuckhead

HIV poz
drugs&disease free
undetectable, like ev'ry known fag in town
done everything, but needles.
I would never sink so low.

I'm pretty standard, continued the fuckhead,
C'mon babe, let me show you my worth

I'm still a man when my brain's gone all elektrick, and
by the way,

You must tilt the bowl / never put your lips on the pipe
Though I'm pretty sure we're all Hep C clear here
And my god's white, pale and Canadian
Like my pale, sickened self

C'mon bud, do you party? I need a kiss

No thanks. I'm also deprived
but thank you for caring. I'll be here
face to the door of this room
if you ever feel like walking in
with one of your arguments

And I'll be wise enough
to not let you walk in
When I'm on death bed again

Ever approachable, beware of the approachable
They will keep your coat well inside their living room
in the event that you foresee your own escape

hoarders by nature, secluded by choice
[and not surprisingly familiar with the
bedbugs at 100 Gloucester /
the very foundation of their fag resentment]

These treacherous will treasure you
cus they treasure allies and enemies
alike

Now I must plan a escape
before Fuckhead McFadden poisons my food

license to yearn

2012-01-28T14:07:00.000-05:00

Been hitting new lows lately
3 times this month alone
yellowest teeth ever
let's blame it on his role play:

Role play killed my lust
the stories bout your father, and your
brother, and the kids you babysat,

and

the stories i had to make up
and the gay flag in your straight bedroom
and the queer courage you won't always wear

Your fantasy killed my boner

Enter the new Canadian society
brave fearless and ever daring
pride in the face of their insincerity

Healthy men stepping to the front of the line
because health is wealth
fat worth shedding

youth is bountiful, youth is
a state of mind, youth is
a middle-aged pervy delusion,
youth is
the dirty lie that time eventually wipes away

I know, i know,
too many small details
I'm wearing you down. ok. so,

The religion of a crackhead
"because druggies also have a community of their own"
Politicize so you can be credible
and cry / that feels good too, why not

why not get acquainted with the aliens, it's
another one of your rights, i'm
another one of your aliens

It's your turn to finally handle your own grip, boy,
and
(surprise surprise!)
you were not prepared!
You're never prepared!
because you felt like yearning
for the missing fatherly figure
not too absent from that big subconscious of yours

now there's a mess
blurred lines entangling your mind
transparent and evident
wrong crush for the wrong man

now we're walking talking i don't know i lost direction

i've lost motivation
the pieces don't fit

aintmwasy ainyasy
ain't. fucking. easy.
i'm easily
sick of myself

but i'm also sick of them fags
still expecting an apology from society
victims of their own chosen fate
no one to blame now, let's now hear your bullshit complaint:

2012-01-22T05:29:00.001-05:00

el que se muera primero
gana o pierde

crappy

2012-01-20T18:46:00.000-05:00

Thinking about a quality of life
The importance of the obsolete

To tame or to be tamed

Things go awry the moment sanity takes the lead

Have you looked at yourself lately in the mirror?
Your eyes are definitely somewhere else.

And again, who are you writing your
life for
Life in

terms of disaster

hasn't earned you much credibility
anyways
and while it's true you could be
somewhere else
had it not been for the same old

there's still no reason to scorn
this present day
nothing's ever consistent
And maybe you can still change things
for yourself, no one else

The Next Radical Thought

2012-01-20T18:37:00.000-05:00

We never agreed on anything.
You did, however, agree with me.
I'd never agree with you.

Call your mom, your brother, your sister
or just go back home
before it's too soon to regret

then one night you'll come home
have a bowl of cereal, a glass of juice,
some jello -- the flavor you 'ike
a quick thouhht avout the size of the
world

and that's all it takes

to make you feel less crappy :-)

2012-01-16T01:19:00.000-05:00

This dot represents
you on the map
That who strives to stand out
shall stand alone

The reporter from hell

2012-01-15T22:41:00.000-05:00

A newly acquired skill

You're not alone in the street
te gusta miquear, play around

i'll teach you to adore my face right
i'll cry you'll cry i'll laugh you'll laugh
a newly acquired strength

my face is a mess!

(and) the devil quiere tener fun
I wanna have fun (too)
one disciple is all I ask

Tis the age to hone your poise, son
to continue your education cus your
whereabouts landed you in the right spot
a new book is in your possesion and what's it called
it don't matter, it's my masters in
media studies
cus all it takes is a devoted student
and some public relations

And why pay the pundits
when you're holding the Truth

The horoscope

said this year
I'll hit the ground harder and louder
And Rob Brezsny
said
i'll stop feeling stupid
and it's all so true
cus home is a cage
and jonathan is my ally
and we're secretive like WHA?!

The windows are closed
the isolation is inside
and i'm running away,
tho, y'know,
i wish i was more straightforward
and maybe i can be, and one day i could be
seeing how i'm a pretender today,
when the occasion arises

O nothing quite like the written word, brother
What shall you fear now?

Life is full of one-shots and
not one shot is like the other

Catch up or remain behind
y si no tienes nada importante que agregar
no abras la puta geta, mi hermano

Tho you'll never fully fool yourself

Drugs bring enemies together, you know that
That's roomie politics,
That's transferable skills,
That's sheer indoctrination.

or continued education,
plus a spin.

It's good timing to raise your voice, maybe
speak like a working man not like a crook
you've earned your money you're entitled to your opinions
vent some anger, we're just going thru phases

We all have something in common
the creed that should save your ass
Have we come a long way can you tell
should you further tidy up
Blend yesterday and tomorrow
or return?

Today is January 3

2012-01-15T22:23:00.000-05:00

Forever young, con los ojos bien abiertos
hone your strength, hone your leverage

Internalize your exterior
you can't always belong
and why should you

rock n' roll can't hold us accountable any more
there used to be such a day anyways
but now the show's just a show

(and i am of course dwelling in the past, naturally)

Fashion seems to be the new ruler / Fashion

holds society accountable.

Ain't that fucked.

Work on your leverage, kid.
let's pretend everything is different now

Parody / you are the parody
of whatever else
yo soy de los que piensa que usted es
un idiota
let's pretend it's all different now
let's show him it's not with him
so nobody's truly rooting for you
that could be cruel
that could be awesome
and there you go again
cus you're truly lonely
and nobody likes to blend

Ya that sucks

but what can you do about it
but be blunt about it
Roll a blunt
pretend it's always different now
and just delight yourself
cus no one delights like you

ain't that right

damn right

Spend a lifetime saving up
to buy collectibles

But, I mean,
have you listened to The Breeders
on vinyl?

Roll a blunt
and tell me about it
You don't wanna? Ya dont think so?

Ok.

Suddenly there's a lot of insignificant
truths dictating your life

Like ethnicity or your birth date

Now you want to know,
where you come from
where you're headed
and why the laughter? I'm too stupid to get it

Easy boy, there are better ways to
command a crowd
Will you pull a tantrum again?
Seems to be your style

and now the acknowledgement is
making you feel cocky
and you want to share it
cus cocky makes for charismatic

Ain't that true, son?

Yeah, now you've spoken some truth
And the acknowledgment redeems
your blunt

So cool. Quite a delight. Go share.

God wants to laugh and he's waiting
for your turn.

Just keep him laughing
and don't take him beyond
the punchline.

Then you will've been doubting for too long
But such is the flow of procrastination
Today is January 3 hey let's talk about
2011

now let's not get mad
don't get mad at me baby
Yo solo quiero estar c¢modo y tranquilo.

2012-01-15T22:15:00.001-05:00

Pain makes you wiser
cuando le das el poder a la mujer
she will love ya

Your opinion is late
Chasing the sunset on a streetcar
There's still some sunlight after 5

Side effects include:

diarrhea
depression
nausea
dizziness
crazy dreams and
depression

Time to get drugged. Life is hard. Life will be hard.

Feels like a great time to be
who you know you are
a time to not be accountable
for the choices you make

because in the large scope of things
your choices don't alter much of their landscape

And, y'know, this might be your last
year on earth

Reliving the comfort of home
in a parallel reality

Head up!

there's still a shitload to unearth
from the shattered past

O boy

Too laid back to be a liar

For once in a very long while
home feels like home again
a place to let your shields down
so your enemy ultimately becomes your own habit
of seeking for a fight

You pushed the button once
(brave move, big boy)
you don't seem proud
cus you pushed the wrong button

But we'll see. We don't need to finish
this tale right up right now. Time
is a patient educator.

Time educated you, brother. Don't waste time.

Let's now focus on the psychology of the females.

up close and personal

2012-01-15T22:01:00.001-05:00

Mischief erratic behavior a fuck to remember

Maybe the world don't need so much
beauty, maybe
the world can do without music

Maybe all you need is a real good fuck
A fuck to remember

i'm just glad i can still behave
inappropriately
the trouble you cant stir at church
will find me some way or another
on the street or at the mall

(at the premiere of the iron lady?)

because it's time for mischief
And you know what mischief entails

So go for it, kiddo
but don't sabotage what your other self
has secured
it's high time to play mischievous,
indeed,
High time to get up close and personal

but you must have display some awareness
Some indication that you're a compliant kid
and that you treasure what ever
compliance has earned you

like a hoarder

But now you got an opinion
you feel you could reshape human thought you alone
you could be right, you could be wrong
but please... it's just a fucking opinion

Then again it just feels so timely
to stand for the things you still hold true
amidst an ocean of practical lies

You must
bring yourself up to date
on who you are and, again, what you stand for

You stand for the true color of things
you won't become a prophet now, but
you won't take shit from no one either

Just draw the line and learn to repel.
Dare to bite the hand that feeds.
Enough said already.

Bpnichol

2012-01-15T21:51:00.000-05:00

Likes to tell weird shit
As long as everyine's minding their
own business, theres no need to
comply

The next generation will have to prove
You can fend for yourself

Pretty much like bpNichol did
mejor me quedo quieto
cus im still in luv

And Maybe th

male bonding or the saddest orgy

2012-01-15T21:49:00.000-05:00

so the 3 of you got along pretty well
and when it was time to leave you popped your head out
as if you were to miss an opportunity

well, you won't miss anything. save your post-coital infatuation.

stop for a moment and appreciate beauty.
And then move on.

there's
no
reason
to scorn the present date

2011-12-29T17:19:00.000-05:00

/stupid makes for
clever makes for
witty makes for
smart makes for
classy makes for
wonderful

ain't that a wonderful thing

what else is there to sabotage now/

A speculation

2011-12-29T16:18:00.000-05:00

Beauty is a speculation

Beauty is deprival

To watch you sleep in the morning
now that's beautiful

Beauty is the envy we awake in each other

An instance of yearning
The significance you invest on a memory

Memories are beautiful

So are you
because you're all I think about
and I needed not one
of those so-called
beauty missionaries

what you'd call an artist

to introduce me to you

No one ever preached me about you;
I had to establish intimacy myself
Get well acquainted with you
Become familiar and appreciative
as I am now

You are what I define as beauty
you are what my eyes worship
you are my muse and life is my masterpiece
because you make it happen

Beauty is a subjective matter;
beauty is subjectivity itself

because no one could ever compel you to feel
the way you feel

and no one else could understand
the way you love

thus an individual experience

and what's beauty but a display of
this thing called affection

The lies I've learned to profess
Never such a sacrilege
when it's got a place to come from

And this way objectivity is made up of
the most beautiful lies

And who is to document this lies
but an artist?

Beauty has an immediate effect
like infatuation
like all those themes you (wish you)
used to flirt with

(You've got 4 mad txt msgs in return.
We're actually pretty safe now.
Not a loss, not in the very least.
K, maybe just one shattered dream
but it's on their skin not yours
and you're safe. Pretty safe.)

You finally had to hit the ground with your head, didn't you

That hurts? What hurts?

Well at least you've grown to learn
that there's only so much hidden
in between those lines
and there's a song beyond that picture
and anything else is a delightful speculation

Beauty thus is delight. Beauty is a loss.
You were my delight.
You're my loss.

I just wish I had a name for you
Y'know, to ease the deprival
To stop losing you
because god knows You are all I am
missing.

Now go ahead and say I never tried
to say what I meant.

End of the speculation.

Nora

2011-12-18T10:57:00.000-05:00

Handshake.

"And your name is?"
"Nora."
"Nova?"
"Nora."
"Noga?"
"Nora!"

Blank stare. Handshake still in place.

"Nora! N. O. R. A!"
"Ah! Nora!"
"Yes, Nora."

And that's when Nova let go of my hand.
With a straight look on her face.
Noga... Mi amor... ♥

Will!

2011-12-13T17:48:00.000-05:00

Another source of confidence:

El agua es pura,
Cuidate y no nos contamines

I, on the other hand, can't fail this time
I've honed it and
It's sharper

free will at last!

cus i want to / i can / i'm not afraid
not to

Dare a hunch now. Then dare some more.
Because life will always hit you without much anticipation.

pactos con el diablo

2011-12-13T17:37:00.000-05:00

Let me draw this one line, Satan
Home is Hell, I'm aware
I sold my soul for a deck, worth it
but I won't let you spit fire on my face,
I'm afraid

Better souls are found in hell
I'm a better soul

Next time I'll hold my bite harder
I'll swallow every drop of your condescension in silence

Next time it won't be the usual
Next time it will be it

The tangibility of my hell
The bloody hell you wish you'd keep well-locked
forever
Like Life, it's
The sun your fingertip is trying to hide.

Yes, I'm mad. I'm strong and enlightened.
The truth is that I stopped believing myself, Satan,
The moment I had to distort my own hell
Way before you walked into my room and sat by my bed
Waiting to be welcomed
As I held my bite for dear life...

No way I can believe you now.
Forewarned is forearmed, buddy.
What will come of this?

2011-12-10T13:58:00.000-05:00

What do I remind you of?
The good taste you flushed down the toilet
The purity of uncorrupted lust
When the small things mattered enough

Now you wear a mask
Not in the metaphorical sense, rather literally
Costumes arouse you / how so?
Perhaps I could be educated?

And what do you want to talk about?
You do realize (god I pray so!) I am avoiding a conversation, right?
You called me names, typical of a frustrated fag
I'm well accustomed to these things

2011-12-09T12:09:00.001-05:00

I dream of a uniformed society
Less cowardice, more discipline
A reason to yearn for freedom
Make you dream about
productive possibilities
Annihilate your self-indulgence
It sickens me
It's the root of all evils

I told you your mom hates you
You just won't stop calling me
Give me a moment now, we must escalate your call
Life is easier when someone does your haircut

flirt with me

2011-12-09T11:59:00.000-05:00

there is an ideal
and there is a chanting

death to the impressionable!

they got to make it sound like mass suicide

sometimes it's just an individual envisioning big crowds

there is a pending ideal
there is a pending execution
and there's probably you at the core of all this

just how loud an action should speak so we can start communicating?

there is a lacking execution
unwillingness to act
eagerness to believe
the hunting and trading of misleading news

there is the collective spirit
and endless regrets
and the bias and the deceit and the enlightenment

and the motives -- do we have one?

S.M. Needs A Hundred Bucks

2011-11-30T15:11:00.000-05:00

What compels a relatively well-established acquaintance
who disappears from your life during your darkest hours
to reemerge from the dark

beggin' for a 100 bucks / preferably from your chequing account?

The man must be a joker. He told me so.

Douchebag

2011-11-20T21:16:00.000-05:00

Someone you love
someone will show you how to love
someone you love
will make you dress in colors
someone you love
someone you will learn to love

Nobody's one-dimensional

Are you wearing your blue shirt?
Blue jeans? Blue underwear?

Good. Stop treasuring manners,
nobody is asking you out

And the King of Sophistication is back
to bite the dust in style
because even douchebags have
motivations
and a handful of devoted followers
and that toilet is out of order
and only I can use it

Spanish is the mother tongue of the douchebags
Humble people are taught English
Can't really fight fate, can you?
Will ya?

Good,

Cus you're a douchebag too
A diplomatic one, though
One to be loved and mourned

Some douchebag

The Right To Suspect

2011-11-20T21:04:00.000-05:00

Try to die or die trying

I think I can start
answering questions now
Promises and such
Realization
Naturally imperative
Your senses are becoming more acute
More strength, more power
Stronger grip
You're catching some attention
You'll make it work
You'll pull through, it'll be fun
It's always been fun

No break, right?

Let me encourage you.

Now doesn't that make you feel better?

I used to be smarter
Now there's just so much to hate
about my real life
It's hard to appreciate the goods

And who are you living your precious life for?

Wifey?
Hubby?
Boss?
Crush?

You can build English any way you want

Who's giving a fuck for your fucking life,
Mickey with the blessed smile
and the acquired ailments?

Tamed crystals yet?
Having fun?
Is that faith?

G'nite, Daredevil,
work hard fuck hard. That's autonomy
To never bow down your head
To always expect an apology
You already know what the better intention is
Why not dare the unknown then?
Now? When?

Considerando En Frio, Imparcialmente - by César Vallejo

2011-11-20T21:01:00.000-05:00

This is a poem I used to read back in high school:

Considerando en frío, imparcialmente,
que el hombre es triste, tose y, sin embargo,
se complace en su pecho colorado;
que lo único que hace es componerse
de días;
que es lóbrego mamífero y se peina...

Considerando
que el hombre procede suavemente del trabajo
y repercute jefe, suena subordinado;
que el diagrama del tiempo
es constante diorama en sus medallas
y, a medio abrir, sus ojos estudiaron,
desde lejanos tiempos,
su fórmula famélica de masa...

Comprendiendo sin esfuerzo
que el hombre se queda, a veces, pensando,
como queriendo llorar,
y, sujeto a tenderse como objeto,
se hace buen carpintero, suda, mata
y luego canta, almuerza, se abotona...

Considerando también
que el hombre es en verdad un animal
y, no obstante, al voltear, me da con su tristeza en la cabeza...

Examinando, en fin,
sus encontradas piezas, su retrete,
su desesperación, al terminar su día atroz, borrándolo...

Comprendiendo
que él sabe que le quiero,
que le odio con afecto y me es, en suma, indiferente...

Considerando sus documentos generales
y mirando con lentes aquel certificado
que prueba que nació muy pequeñito...

le hago una seña,
viene,
y le doy un abrazo, emocionado.
¡Qué más da! Emocionado... Emocionado...

2011-10-31T18:01:00.001-04:00

Wishful living is off
Right foot always first
even if it's your left
took you a while to dress in grey
What's your pet peeve this time?
The man behind you?
Do you want to take his seat?
too small a car for you?
Let em think what they will
You will blame someone, invariably
They all... Good bye,
Y'know,
you've grown enough at that church
someone saw the decision was well grounded

Let them think what they will
Someone saw the intention
you can say good bye
or pretend to still love it to death
You don't, but it's been easy

A bit of fun, a growth spurt,
we all learned something new
We're not too young, we're not too old

Now, are we sticking together?

self alienation is your issue, brother,
They been kind, you don't want to admit
because this and that
Well, you seen it for yourself
and you still don't want to see
Ev'ryone's concerned, but not ev'ryone agrees

How fitting!

Don't be so scared now, relax
don't dwell, don't be

Back to the cage in a snap,

oh no,

me and my fucking gun,

Rob Ford wants to suck Naheed Nenshi's dick
and the city of Toronto stands in ovation
cus we sure love to suck dick

Eventually we all like to remember the present day

Queen is always young
nuff said there
queen became the Queen of your heart
no denying here

So, where does your bitch come from?
It's sickening and borders on sheer delusional

Azul, ponte azul
de azul te quiero ver
de azul me voy a poner
whatever works as a magnet

they say there's some psychology to painting

i think i'll paint myself blue
sit back and watch
How much is left unattended
and how much is the punishment

The Sting of the Scorpio

2011-10-31T17:53:00.001-04:00

Real power has been demonstrated and exercised
Police don't care / no one cares
Police have demonstrated and exercised a precedent
for civilized dialogue
and a conscious society
anxious conscious
prey on anxious
exercise real power
set a precedent, build a structure,
raise a shelter for the bad weather

life is a thrill again
when you are forgotten
thus winning you a battle
of freedom

You are free to forget
to move on past your past
you are able to do so
because they can
and they have

Rest in peace, precious childhood
You were never deemed too precious anyways
Does it hurt, I'm sure it does
I'm not made of Vain
but i can't deny my vain either

Oh well, this must be the season for combat
While the scorpion is aiming at power
the bull is drawing the line

And if you can establish a presence,
Maybe even a poise,
If you can finally get 'em to believe
you carry big guns hidden in your pockets
Why not pull such an act?
Why not? Does it all end
on the first impression?

Technology has grown
to corrupt the file you were looking for /

Nothing ever remains the same.
Nobody remains the same person forever.

2011-10-31T17:51:00.000-04:00

If you like pegging you've got humor
Do you have more music?
I might as well start rotating you on my playlist
if you want me to hear you seriously.

The Eve of the Scorpio

2011-10-31T17:39:00.000-04:00

When a man invites you over for
meal & beer with his family
after he swallows your cum to the last drop

one cold night at the park

What would you call that?

A triumph?
A romance?
A backup measure?
A calculated revenge?

Etiquette?

Or just your time of the year
to get acquainted and concise
with new strangers?

So many questions, the future sure seems uncertain.

One character A song

2011-10-31T16:46:00.000-04:00

THE WIND IS MAD TONIGHT

So this is it,
My Last thought:

Unassumingly,
I am Michael Martinez,
A social inept

I'm not doing so bad
y no creo que me esté yendo tan mal

a forgiving thought, this is it
let me teach you what I know
while this lasts

Your head
it tells you lies
Public property ain't tu property
Way to go, it's alrite,
we can do something about it

Should we

No answer is ever so telling of your fortune
No choice is ever so critical of your future

because you can change things
(and death happens anyways)

you can always choose

always, anyways,

because you will never stop (choosing)
and you can be naturally nice
and show a bit of your character
or make a character of yourself

And are they ever oblivious to your fears

So, stop making up excuses
nobody's holding you accountable
or rather, "they can't understand accountability"
-- Seriously, son?

Nobody important, that is,
because you can't miss the drunken

the cute boy that opened your eyes
so that you could read beyond your fucking Self
because (it turns out)

(as it always does)

people have other thoughts in mind
and you know so

so what's your new cause?

Feeling half empty or wholly fed up?

You know you can't date a girl without a topic
and you can't fuck a guy without stamina

Your hope is worn out already
You can't sell your tough boy act

"Tough boy act", remember?

Even then you agreed you're an act
And who are you anyways? Does the question
makes you uneasy?

Are you aware of something
we should be aware of?

The scum of the earth
is seeking redemption
Or is it just a guy too obsessed with productivity?
It's not like you've stopped thinking
since your last harvest

So why freak out
at the thought of your thoughts?
What's so corrupted about you?

A pretty face sucking dick?
Have you seen yourself in the mirror lately?
The crackhead agrees you're not healthy

Way to go, it's alrite,

We thought we were having fun
But the old men have upped their game
Now the jock strap is in norm

O to be a hedonist,
to have a principle, to justify,
to be gay and horny
to disguise your emotions,
your bleeding heart, can we move on already?!
I'll be gentle this time / we're not buddies
I'm not so high

I swear

So, Who shall see past
your cheap sweetness?
Who should be The One?

Who could ever be?

You could be
hiding yourself
in that picture

You hit the gas line
You booked a slot
You forgot a schedule
You got high, not too bothered

You want in

You stood still, you said No,
You're whatever,
a working man,
full of courage and fun
too naive not to like

You want out

A getaway, please, dear lord

You look at the picture
You don't want to look dumb

Tree leaves turned orange
With the burning, warming fire of a new season
They brought what felt like
long time overdue
On such a timely, interesting manner

You flaunt at the fall of a leave
can you help it

And so we're back to the confessional booth
The importance of being unassuming about your sins
Because you are a Catholic, aren't you

Who are we blurring this line for?

Sir...?

Wake up.

Guess what.
It's raining now.

This could be my new password,
your new haunting anthem,
for when we're Way Past Caring.

maldita coincidencia

2011-10-31T16:39:00.000-04:00

You killed the romance
You killed the cleverness
You killed the sweetness
Now I am without a script

Your old monitor on your stove, on medium.
That's a bit too staged, bordering on psycho.
I probably should take your jokes far more seriously.
Eventually, I will.
Vámonos hacia donde no haya señal.

:-)

Todo es una coincidencia.
Todo es nada pero mera coincidencia.
Pura coincidencia.

2011-10-13T12:40:00.001-04:00

the weak are dying, remind me to be somewhere
some time tomorrow

remind me to meet you in 2 months from now

remind me to expect nothing but sweetness
cus my character is dead but the play must go on

nothing but sweetness
that should suffice the purpose

be sweet, sweet boy
the tantrum is over

the weak are dying so that the fittest can stay
and i'm just waiting for my turn

El Pánico

2011-10-07T15:20:00.000-04:00

July 10 2011

I heard her cry today
and I don't know what to say
I don't have anyone to tell
anyone to ask

All I know is
I heard the woman crying
and I'm scared
of all things fragile

That's the biggest challenge for a man
How are you going to treat the woman?
Are you going to stand by her side?
Are we drawing the line?
Do we have sensitivity?

I am crying for help
Mocking mischief, la tragédie

October 7 2011

El Pánico. 24 hours up.

August 2011

The zucchini horror
and the pedohead

Do you ever come around
to forgive and forget?

2011-10-07T15:03:00.000-04:00

Brother,

I need your business card
I don't smoke my joints without a filter

Maybe I shouldn't talk
Maybe I should not forget
god's all u got
god's all you'll get

Uh oh reality!

Where's reality?
Paris
Keep the dick cumming
we need more dick jobs jokes

Is it the cold or the meth
this is demoralizing
i am without moral
i feel like shit, brother
i love you bro
Allow yourself a joke
I live with Lil' Princezz
Hard what?

Will Like ya 2 de next level
What if we cant keep up
The Adjective Crisis
No thanks
We've stopped chasing the form
Brutalista minimalismo

I'm late for what could be
the opportunity of a lifetime
and I'm alrite with it

Education is an individual interest
Some live to be adored
i just want to be marketable

What's love
love is to look at your eyes
and cry helplessly because you don't know
You're good enough
to retain what you got
standing in your face

Love
It's a life changing event
it's rational because you must let go
otherwise it's juvenile infatuation
and love is a matter of merits
Don't ever feel entitled
Don't let anyone change what you know

Man of the year

I feel for you
I love you
You're the one I'm in love with
and I'm sorry
you must repress
for a better occasion
for someone who respects your feelings
Your childish insights

I love you, Man,
and I still remember your whispering in my ear
the same darn thing!

Man
I could stay
I applaud what you do best
I'd stay
to watch the offspring flee their nest
See them kids grow away
as i'm still settling
nowhere to call home

Simply enhanced nostalgia

Mother Sweetness
showed me a white rabbit
a bullet in your face
Asymptomatic rage

Isn't apathy quite something

Breath

2011-10-07T14:31:00.000-04:00

Let's play a game
"Happiness is a Dose"
a ripoff for a song
You must pick a crime
What's your likeliest pick?
It's roleplay, a case scenario
You seem bright
You're not dumb

The moment you start letting people in
That moment will never
ARE you getting vivid imagery?
MY finger is pointed at you
should I trust you mean well?
don't you think people are stuffed
with their own stuff?
Where does homogeneity stem from, can you tell?
Where but your head
and your mood updates

Raise ya hand if ur a gud christian
el diablo's got a word for you
he tells you straight
like pj harvey would
Chillax, already
risktaking takes some youth anyways
thought you could fuck yourself?
Ah, dickhead?
whatcha whining

Are we getting vivid imagery now

...I meant to say,
it's not so bad
Will come back
Come back, brother
Like, for real
Transparency makes for poetry
get my drift?

I think it suits you
and so this is where you let loose
It grows giant, you're out of control
Are you still in control?
Too loud, can't tell

But, let's stop, for a moment
An Interpol moment
They wait. They smile. And someone's on a trial.
Let's take a moment
for arithmetics
and the properties of addition and multiplication

En mi escuelita enseñáronme
que la suma de dos o más números
Da un resultado
que no cambia cuando cambias
el orden de las cantidades

Add time slots to your routine
Something drastic is taking place
Something to fill your hours with
Set out to get it all done
Set out to discard your sense of priority
You must take a breath

nightmares

2011-10-03T13:47:00.000-04:00

as your arms were holding me tight
i wondered
what have i done to end up lonely
like this?

claustrophobia

2011-09-26T15:52:00.000-04:00

life in the ever shrinking shoebox i call home
ever shrinking kitchen
ever shrinking washroom
ever shrinking walls
ever shrinking sleep

why to be deprived from sunlight
when you can flee any time?

the world is ever shrinking
ever since i moved into
the ever shrinking shoebox

2 people
too many people
too little oxygen
and ever shrinking rights. what's holding me from my flight?

berlin 1989

2011-09-25T18:23:00.001-04:00

for every right you must take 2 wrongs
remember
1 right = 2 wrongs
that's your new recipe for success
and remember,

Thou Shalt Not Fall Prey
to the Cycle of Thy Own Prosperity

success is a dead horse
property is a pending conclusion
why not share now?

wisdom holds a visceral value
wisdom is your secret flaw
wisdom gains you control

now just leave me alone

cus i'm a wise man now
and nobody's a boyfriend
nobody's a lover
nobody's remorseful

and neither am I
cus i'm a wise man now

and this is the new brave world we've been raised to occupy
shoulder to shoulder, in spite of our ownership or lack thereof

will you stop breaking it down for me now?
i need to return to my own reality on due time
cus i can't wait to sabotage
my own wisdom

2011-09-22T22:48:00.000-04:00

There comes a time in your life when you stop dreaming about who you'd like to be and what you'd like to do, and start thinking about who you'll become from this point on and how you'll pick up from what you've got so far. The future, you figure, must be something fulfilling enough to keep you at it, but not too indulging that you'll lose sight of your new horizons. You gauge your own worth differently; you're a hybrid of lost ideals and gained wisdom. You're a new entity, and people will line up to ask you questions that only you can answer. They shall assign thee with a titlee:

"So you're the contractor who hit the gas line!"

My Liver

2011-09-15T23:45:00.000-04:00

I would like to take a moment to talk about my liver.

For the past couple of days I've been feeling sick. I had diarrhea; ended up bent on my tummy, on my knees, holding onto nothing for dear life. Just me and the visceral pain in my stomach. Quite a moment of dark poetry. "The man with dark features." The embodiment of an ailment.

I was waiting for the 15th of this month to fool myself with a couple of bites, to pretend food -- any food -- will do. I had a bottle of pineapple/guava juice. Sweet. I'm craving another one right now. But I have this bad breathe from hell. I feel sick. If I could be in the washroom, call in sick.

But I can't. Because I'm digging a couple of holes at work. I have been asked to find the gas line. It's a good cause. And so far I've been part of some significant progress at my church. This week alone we installed a new conferencing system for which I got the estimate. Good times. I also relocated some wires so we could install the equipment properly. It's been an interesting change. There's a new director of administration and the whole thing feels alive with uncertainty and excitement. We all want to take out church further, somewhere. This month we have a couple of events, and tomorrow I am due to help one of the staff set up the room for a great evening. Let's hope it will all work alright, like, for the best...

But I am feeling sick, and I lost my doctor's phone -- I used her business card to make filters for my last couple of joints. So yeah, it's my bad. But I'm panicking.
It stands to reason that when you feel sick, something inside must be rotting.
That's how I feel. That's how I stink.
I am sick. I don't even know what to eat.
I am tired.

Can I just die now?

Blue Irish Eyes

2011-08-31T16:06:00.001-04:00

I'm looking at your blue Irish eyes
I think I'm learning to hate you
Because there is absolutely nothing wrong with hatred
I am learning to hate the inevitable liar you are
And I am also learning to appreciate my own judgment better
It's a good thing that the cops stopped you outside

your own doorstep

Because that somehow helped you sort yourself out

Now you're somewhere else, you must be safe
In mind and body
Away from the fuckheads you yourself chose to come across with
Like the time you invited me to hang outside the library

Yeah man, I'm looking at your eyes
And I'm glad there's nothing worthy beyond your gaze
Life teaches you lessons
Infatuation can get you in real trouble
It's the one impulse you should be afraid of

Because I've seen it myself
I've seen you play on stage

Yeah bud, I am hating those blue eyes
I don't see a lot of promise
I don't see why to lower my standards
To you, in particular

I am hating your blue Irish eyes, and I'm loving it,
And I just got to keep staring
Because I can't make the same mistake again,
No fucking way, bud.

It is ok to hate you, handsome,
And I'm glad you're away and presumably in a better situation.
(I hope you will get your fair amount of cock too.)

100 Gloucester Street (the right to discriminate)

2011-08-20T02:20:00.000-04:00

Mr. Fraser.
He too gathers at the 100.
They all gather at the 100.
Incomplete trannies. Rapists. Fuckheads.
The embodiment of gay gone wrong.
We all gather somewhere.

So Mr. Fuckhead had me over on a Sunday afternoon.

He's pompous and fancies himself worthier than he is.
He's a threat cus he's a Cancer and he knows better.
He's got an Irish ass so it's safe to kiss it.
He's got some important shit you must hear.
He's got beautiful blue eyes.
He's got a 8" cock.

So I thought we could have a good time
cus I'm naive and I believe in having a good time.

Everything was consensual.
It was ok to hear him call me hideous. It's all role play.

The treats too -- everything was consensual
-- I was at the 100

"You're the master, I'm the slave." 2 grown ups have reached an agreement.

Everything was consensual.

So who were you trying to avenge when you fucked me up?
Is life any better since we're infected?
And most importantly, why didn't you finish me?

Were you disturbed too?
Did you pick the wrong guy too?
Should I just man up
be your little boy?

Draft

2011-08-05T11:27:00.000-04:00

Research vs. Execution

I am glad to assist on the research
Part of the challenge is, am I doing the research or am I delivering the solution?
Boss to have a meeting with the commmunications people
Execution -- deliver a short term solution
Short term solution is something I believe I can deliver
Long term solution involves more of a research
"Stakeholders" -- their needs -- long term needs
-- too ambiguououououououououous

-- guess that's part of my research?

The nature of a necessity

When 2 or more people agree there's need for something
But this looks more like an imposed solution to a non-existent trouble

Like a telemarketer cold calling you at supper time

Or is it a problem that already was but no one ever gave a fuck about?

Like working for Bell Sympatico
"Got a sales pitch for ya!"

So why now?
so I can update my resumé?
Is this an attitude problem?
Usual lack of motivation?
Or could I be lacking your instructions?

Maybe the task is too insulting
without much direction?

Can't believe it's taken me this long... But I shall deliver?
Can I just admit to being confused? Incompetent, perhaps?
Like,
What The Fuck Do You Want Me To Do?
I guess I do score low on initiative...

2011-07-28T17:57:00.001-04:00

It helps gain confidence. Gain confidence.
Thank goodness nothing's ever too sacred.

Will?

2011-07-28T17:56:00.001-04:00

Nobody follows you home
I know there's a glitch
Hell can be serious
So can be Will

Leonardo, you hear me?
Fabio, I'm only happy when it rains!

Will?

I'm getting carried away
I'm not a saint, but I will take care of you

I will test a treatment; will tell you all about it
Because I'm lacking the ethics of cowardice
And you're a fucking coward anyways

Will you rather wait till I make my selection?

Gotta learn to look down on people
If you mean to learn
Some mean Spanish

Sounds like a fun mission, doesn't it,
Mr. Wills?

Don't pass me the mic
You don't want to hear me
Spitting orders at your pretty face
'Cus that will offend your bullshit sense of autonomy
And I don't want to tease your will

Will, baby
How am I sup'osd to feel?
Show me how to pronounce my name?
Will?!

Barrio Parkdale

2011-07-28T17:02:00.000-04:00

Got a call from Oshawa!
Anyone noticed the newcomers?
Mortgages must be skyrocketing
in Mississauga

If you're worth my efforts
I'll welcome you to the hood
You leave me no choice
but to feed you petty lies
And da blin-bling
el latino, to, wants too join

Who remains an outcast now?

One day sustainability will deprive
The handyman from his toolbox
Because practicality shall prevail
And your toilet shall reek of ye
And an army of mad men
Shall knock down your door
And you will test some ground, son

So lie to me now
Tell me we're not going the same way
Whatever that means

Wonderland on Fire

2011-07-28T16:23:00.000-04:00

Today I took a hit of your crack
This punk is bleeding
Such an act of stoicism
Such a hero wannabe

How much riches did you find within your soul?
How much thought have you skipped?
How much can you talk?
How much worth the needle?

This punk is dead, boys
My graveyard is singing
Some funny shit, this is
So easy to believe

but I don't want him to die

but I got to let you die

I took a hit from your pipe
I didn't get all sweaty like the last time
But I did get a bit of a blast
And for that, Sir, I am deeply grateful

As you can see, I'm the only gentleman around
I think I did manage to raise my bar
And optimism can be pathetic (so true!)
But I am determined to be a young bright thing
I'm chasing greater mischief
I'm resenting my past
And I'm eager to fail

If I wasn't too sure before
Now I'm convinced
Life is far more generous
Than a trip on ketamine

And I am afraid I'm too much of a promise
I could always be an empty promise

On the other hand
I am facing a new future
Life with a disease
Death's booked my name

For the rest of my life
Keeping alive, keeping aware

And I suppose it's affordable to get infected
When you can take your resources for granted

That alone redefined me

So, today
Today marks the last day I think like a punk
I've got a bigger battle to win
Because no one's ever following me home
Much less to my graveyard

And this battle is going to cost me
A couple of hundred bucks
A month
For the rest of my life
Keeping alive, keeping aware

What else is there to say
But a prayer for
This dying punk?

Best Guess for Hg

2011-07-14T20:50:00.000-04:00

I shall assist the deflowering of a sister
I thought I should let you know
I should orchestrate something
Something so utterly useless
Something you could feed to the seafood
The mischief that we skip
That detail, The odd possibility
I thought you should know

resumé update

2011-07-06T22:39:00.000-04:00

Owns own tool
experience with drills
setting up rooms
some plumbing experience
shelve making experience
Water supply valves
Ordered parts
ordered toilets
new toilets not good with old buildings
Change lights, fix some switches?
Purchased materials -- sanding paper
aluminum versus

paint supplies - brushes, extension
pole, cleaner,
trays, thinner,
painting - sanding, priming, cutting,

masking tape, mix it, oil based stinks
latex is latex
painted radiators - scrape the rust off /
gloss aluminum color, tremclad
wd 40 for the hinges, etc
"power shots" for drain jobs

Removal of debris -- damp basements
Facilities supplies - toilet paper, paper towels, etc

facilities assistant

caulking. Is everything ok?

VOLVER A EMPEZAR

2011-07-06T22:36:00.000-04:00

He is always ok
Because people always ask him if he's ok
And he always answers he's ok
That's how he always keeps ok. Whatever flows naturally

You make me hate Portugal
I want Brazil instead
Don't ask me why. Look,

I can deal with not getting what I want cus I lost something I should keep. So I pick thee. And what can hold a fire but a wise grip? I like to laugh at people :-)

Caveman with a Torché

2011-07-06T22:23:00.000-04:00

Barrio Las Cruces
Barrio Parkdale
Language a mutual agreement
where you agree with me

Gotta grow some balls
to tame the fire

there's comin a period of unrest
some heavy fitness
fit beats
i can see myself in bed
A night of terror
flirtation with wrong
Don't forget about Poullete
5 bucks
coat, the terror cult
nothing wrong with teasing the devil

get past first impressions
i'm not here to pull theatrix
And I'm letting you know
Preocupate por vivir o por amar?
Still proud?
Who's writing your life?
A little vacation?

You don't seem eager to stop, tho
no eagerness for quitting
tell a stranger, start from zero
friends are there
or may not be

Te canto con emoción
society is a curse
Can you worry about the future?
do you need to worry?
it probably won't matter much more
Than what i set out to do
we're still marking the calendar
And I'm not worried
some of us can't keep up the pace

rhythm has been interrupted

and i'm sad to lose this rat race
but i can still be solemn about it
this is a loss
move on
stop inspiring bullshit
there's a diagnosis
fucking up your mind

Volunteering, though?
what do people say?
Love is not measurable
and i can't talk things i can't measure

-- get lost in a thought
insane as it is
a thought never kept you safe.

Controversy

2011-06-26T23:28:00.000-04:00

Oh to be a cute boy
With a feeble smile
and a waist to die for

And what would I do without
my precious looks?

Stats don't really reflect anything, do they
And if we are to be sure about anything
Tradition is ever evolving
We suppose something new is due to happen
So we add our own mix
What we hold dear today will be obsolete tomorrow

We could survey the city to find out
which dot you are and which dot I am

And I think I'm about to apply my theories
On your feverish crush.

Flirt with moderation.

2011-06-22T22:42:00.000-04:00

do you figure what you type is learned by muscle memory?
you, one dimensional fuckhead

deflated ego, inflated confidence
got the time to take me seriously?

Detachment

2011-06-22T21:35:00.000-04:00

Empire State of Mind
Too Late Now (dl incognito?)
Grow up and blow away
yael naim - lonely
Cops bugged me
i always knew this day would come
i would tell you
you would hear me
just tell him
i like mature women
because?
we're going to the loop
dinosaur something
the guy with the kyte

Detachment

i think the cops want to be friends
Where's my medal?
Where's respect?
Un poco de prrversion, please?
playful kind?

Summer Morning!

2011-06-21T08:09:00.000-04:00

It's the first day of summer
We made it -- we woke up together
In spite of your doubts
I showed you I will call you later

We were one last night;
Now I will be one with my pretty self

and I'm glad your skin too
is sensible to culture

It's not inherent -- can we agree on that?
But it's still running through our veins
Echoing through our predictability

Your confession didn't turn me on, though
And at some point I called you a hypocrite
But it's ok.
We were never too different from the other.

Summer Reading: "What Is A Lie?"

2011-06-18T00:57:00.000-04:00

HUMANITY NEVER TOO DOGMATIC
That alone could be a lie
Depending on your dogma of choice

'Cause there is such a thing as
freedom of choice, right?
And that's just such a relief!
Or is it a factoid?

Who could give a fuck!

Are you ready! You look ready!
And there ain't no time to think
You were born To Be?

Well You Are
Ready!

Help yourself, have a seat!

And so where does the prejudice stem from?
Sheer ignorance -- stirred by what's his name?
or sheer indulgence, as in,
"you love to hate"
You spoiled little brat

But it's alright,
ev'rything's alrite
Everything is true / lies are societal
because humans are ever erratic
Multitasking struggling with a method

Have you seen a person thinking?
I bet it must creep you out
Just what measures would you take
to enhance the quality of your thoughts?

How much porn with that, sir?

I take it some are born
to Be Feel Avenge
Not Everything is quite as spontaneous, though;
At times you will spread the inevitable lie
And what will you do when guilty?
Feel offended?
Turn it into a hymn?

Are you ready?

An apology won't fix you/
A delusion won't kill you. Your mood will.

bugchasers & delusions

2011-06-14T20:55:00.001-04:00

one sense at a time
you just can't skip me
midway through

gotta kill what you don't need
you kill what you hate
you hate what you shall do without

hate can be such a responsibility

one sense at a time

i'm not too concerned about shame
i probably lost it in the washroom

death is just a solution
like everything else
it's the conclusion of the things
you can do without

i figured, i must be feeling horny,
and boy was i right

if life is a comedy
i am the comedian
and love is my joke

fuck love till it bleeds,

i believe in god
but i prefer to worship the devil
and i still don't appreciate
your condescending wisdom

death is a resolution
life is too much
an intricate delusion

and i'm sick and shit scared
i'm sick of undetected delusions

The Empty Promise of Rock & Roll

2011-06-04T19:08:00.000-04:00

High consumption times

The empty promise of rock & roll

Nothing is ever quite extraordinary

I am starting to hallucinate on my own

La Música del Diablo or The Absurdity of Equanimity

2011-06-04T01:28:00.000-04:00

What makes you think
you're having more fun
than the other kids?

Borrow that drill
Pull a trick
Be quiet and observe

You could also hear me talk if you wished
You're not the only country boy anxious to get laid
And I'm feeling tempted for no reason
Probably something you did
Something triggered this confusion

Something sure looks familiar
The kind of shock that you won't permit yourself
We've both witnessed as much street shock

Flexibility is one of those promises
You need to bend 'em backwards first
Check the core of their comfort zone

Is it thick and hard?

Are they ready to trust your grip?
Are you ready to be audacious?

Raccoons are vicious and men are impure at heart
Can the man fuck the raccoon?

Close your fucking Qur'an
Because I need to mute
Your harmful doubts

too gay

2011-06-01T23:31:00.000-04:00

it's not the sign
nor the ethnicity
nor is it that i am a logical kid

i'm just too gay
to be your buddy

but at least i have the balls to admit it

Good Times :-)

2011-05-31T16:04:00.000-04:00

Don't let me forget about you
Toronto wants to be one city
One city dressed up in plaid
Technology won't beat me, ever

http://corrupted/link

2011-05-29T23:10:00.000-04:00

Memo

Let's talk about music
Las cosas que primero

Sociedad cansada
Flight del gorrión
Thing #2
Home
Vístete de negro
El lado que nadie quiere ver
No es lo que quieres comunicar
Short wings heavy doughnut
El offensive side
El insulto literal
La ausencia de bondad
La verdad en la cara
El lado bonito
Quieren ver
El lado feo
Ya está visto
El lado feo eres tú
Lo que corresponde
Te tomaste la causa en serio
Representar a manera de reminder
You are a good kid and there are no doubts about it
La ausencia de piedad
Las tragedias de amar
The roots of contempt
Continuarán
Relationships
grow closer / farther
The superlative nullified itself
It's been 11 years
10 since the Elevnth
Jenny's tired

Buddy just got out of jail
Buddy got deported
Buddy headed somewhere else

Gaga ate the world
I fled the planet
The alien became the neighbor
Rid of your old means
That's maturity
Anxiety is a custom
Si cantára biem
That track about getting old
We don't need names do we
There it is, the defying
El lado negro
La agresión como lesson
Does that make you a terrorist
Who's the politician
Always right, wrong forever
Self loathe is an old trick
A flaw
Parkdale was a cool phase
Condone what you must
Renounce to your regime
Renounce to Resistance
Estás leyendo
El nombre de mis canciones favoritas
For your eyes only
Cualquiera puede pensar
It's polite to decline
Flattery can be unflattering
This is pathetic
Your hope is to become a hoarder
Post apocalyptic await 2012
Orleans, yeah
Chase that thunder, please

introspection

2011-05-23T01:49:00.000-04:00

un mentiroso creó el mundo
con una mentira explorose herself
con una mentira analyzed himself
una mentira se puteó
otra mentira manipuló
Persuadió, Progresó
Se confundió
Volvió a comenzar

con una mentira me traes esperanza
sadness cannot fill your voids forever
forget about autonomy
think about nothing

La Puta Verdad

2011-05-23T00:52:00.000-04:00

The truth is
La Puta Verdad

La Puta no es parienta ni paisana
Ni se acostumbra a tu nombre

Hypocrisy is a mere formality
Spirituality is a holiday treat
People trade on traits
Hierarchies remain in place

The truth is a collective wound
Often praised. Seldom chronicled.

It's a gun aimed at a pigeon;
It's an aching possibility

The truth is
Ever
Normal

Lies are neither offensive or literal
We're all crooks craving the same filth
Jesus clearly isn't watching my step

Jesus is in the news channel

My language
A worn out barrier

You're a working man now
You're late for church
Your faith can take care of itself
Saturday and weekdays

The truth is, Somebody loves you
Nobody hates you
And that's Just Such A Comical Fact

The truth is, this is not important.
The truth is not an imperative.
The truth is not important

The truth es et cétera
A sloppy whore

A hypocrite, a sinner
The truth is not your relative

He's expecting your call,
Man up, it's Sunday

Field Date

2011-05-21T10:37:00.000-04:00

It's one such a rare reminder
That we're so good together
Even when the lust is worn out
By the time we sip on our morning coffee

This is how Time matters so little
What holds me from stumbling on
flat concrete
Because you keep me straight
like a stud

A little romance never harms
It helps you assimilate so much
And some fears could have been
long time overlooked

anyways

The World won't End tonight
Don't be sad
there's nothing wrong,
I am reminded

While you drive my mind
Away from my worries

And there's nothing wrong
With the lack of a better word

mierda, me vales

2011-05-18T14:37:00.000-04:00

wake from you dreams
it's dead, and secretly alive
i sure kept you guessing
but i'm a new born now

wake me from my nap
this mystery is over
at least we've each now heard
a piece of the other's mind

let's just agree
such tantrums must be drowned

but i will let this one die
i've been omitting my faults
my feet refused to land
and i forgot to walk,

Because I always thought
you wanted to admire
The width of my wings
The dandiest of my acts

too wide for too long
But at last I stand
bare before your eyes

Finally I can stop lamenting
the lives I never ruined
And so I drag you back
into my comfort zone

And I'm not sure i want to step
outside

because this conversion will be over
before i have my breakfast

At the end of the day

anything is real
Real as you wish

Can you feel the real?
Can you feel me at all?
Can i feel you
Safely and sincerely?

Do I count in your life
Will you miss me when I die
Can you show me
Can I trust you

Beauty has seduced my senses
But important facts must be spoken
In the face of all our lies
Nobody's ever paid attention
Nobody knows, nobody cares

I could bicker about your feelings
How they're your own curse
And realization is encouraged progress

But I'm feeling cocky
I want to find
The better word

At worst now i trust

I can greet my neighbors

And You, My Friend
You'll be the first to hear
Of a bleeding heart.

I'm going home. This is all
too hard to believe,
Believe it or not.

ESL en Bogotá

2011-05-18T14:35:00.001-04:00

Keep clear your records
Miss some dates but never your appointments
Keep tidy, keep accountable
The machine is running, the winter is coming
Don't rely on customs
Speak English as a second language
Translate what you must
Make a name for yourself
Have them respect your commitment

Take ownership,

Take a moment, take a breath
There's nothing you can do
And the workplace politics are back in vogue
Effective now

Pudzianowski

2011-05-17T14:34:00.000-04:00

Welcome to this foreign land of ours
Here we don't welcome the remorseful
We prefer to cherish every little effort
We treasure our summers
Roll up our sleeves
Pull up your pants

Now listen

How much worth is your work?
Your muscles are tender
Your knees are wobbling

We do appreciate your eagerness
Half as much as your denial

And just how much for your sweat
Safety is a hazardous bitch, y'know
Bitch will backstab you while you praixe her
Your gear is in place
Can you stop the wobbling?

What ever happened to experiential reality?

You must prepare psychologically
Before raising your own shelter
Methodology won't aid your limbs
And you sure as hell dread defeat
So why don't you let this experience
Mock your initiative?

Break is over. Show us initiative
to become The Strongest Man In The World.
We like to gather with old friends
Even if they're still too full of themselvex
Rain or shine
We forgive their stereotypes
And we recite our anthologies from the heart

We update our facts
We trade our secrets
We live within our means
We move on
But we still don't know the universal truth
Who shall perish?
Your allies versus your enemies?
For the sake of an even flow

We'll move on.

There's no time for self alienation
La cultura no reposa en la piel
Sino en las casualidades que la identidad no acepta

La ciudad es más grande de lo que te imaginas
La corrupción es mutua
Las mentiras son mentiras

Nadie ve los gifts que tus ojos ven
A detail of socialism
Todos los apartamentos en Toronto tienen el mismo tiling
Todos cagamos la misma mierda
Y a nadie se le debe
La mierda que nos comemos

Politics is a soap opera
Michael John Adams is a Canadian psychic
Astrology is an inquiry
Chinese are the New Aquarians
& Mexican is the new gloom
Distinction is such an urgency
If distinction ever was

Nothing's ever carved on stone
Success is not a claim

Nobody wants to kill me yet
Whore is a strategy
I think you're on fire
And I'm waiting my turn
Colombiano to death
O hasta que me mate un ratón. Thank you
a la patria.

nothing too serious

2011-05-10T19:07:00.000-04:00

i took an unexpected turn today / i can tell you about a humble triumph now / but it's too early to take it for granted / don't ever tell me to obey / i see the potential in me / i need to boost my morale / a joint would be most welcome / but a joint won't do / teenagers will always be stupid / you couldn't just share me your weed / but i kept you involved / and that's progress to me / will we be heading to montreal? / tell me the time of departure / i need to be back by sunday / because i made a promise for monday / i've dropped my weight down to my waist / i think we can venture into some communication / your skin ages just like mine / you're fucked in the head / you're just as erratic / you're just so fucked / yes i feel the courage / yeah i can feel it / running thru my limbs / like i just sniffed my poppers / because i am the mechanical type / anything is litter
anything can be reset / there's no harm in progress

The Joys & Sorrows of Fabio Gagliano

2011-05-07T04:46:00.001-04:00

Let me see past your seduction,
I am aroused by your charm,
Your arms, your legs,
Your eyes! They humanize my flaws!
I am aroused by the sweet things you do

let me read past your cover letter
i am amused by your tricks
i am impressed by your theatrics
You make me happy

Let me sail beyond
The blue ocean in your eyes
I am in love with your smile

i am short of charisma
i rarely profit from my personality

because i am keeping my right eye
on each and all of my senses
and my left eye is
for you
when you're on the floor
someone has to get your parade going
i am missing
every moment without you
i am missing you madly
i am missing my sleep

but i will ask my questions
unless you provide with
a vivid evidence

Then I will be what You've been yearning for
i will show you a sample of excitement
the facts and the lies that engage me
the bullshit i condone
the prospects of your charm
realistically speaking

I don't think you're stupid,
I'm short of patience
i would do you so damn right.

Men with no flag

2011-05-05T11:26:00.001-04:00

I have a problem
I'm losing my grip
Now I'll write a song
This is what they must've sung about
Should I stay focused on what again?
Are you not fascinated enough?
Well I am thrilled
I am yet to face my future
So I'll pull it closer to date
By means of sheer speculation
While the hours settle on my skinyou have a problem
because the proles are catching up
they are reading books
soon they'll start writing discourses
and all you deemed sacred
the kind of history your parents fought for
all that will be proven obsolete
by tomorrow in the noon
and you will assume the role of a scholar
and i don't care

though i'm annoyed
but i'm learning

to swallow my prides
for the sake of a productive day

and there's always so much more to say
and things i wish you could understand
and sociologists may only wish as well

and people will continue to build societies
they will always have the final say.

i'm the man with no birthday
we're the men with no flag

the drunken.

2011-04-28T22:31:00.001-04:00

you hate the truth.

you love your lies.

you have faith.

most things are feasible
when you believe.

mataron a

2011-04-25T20:58:00.000-04:00

Confiamos en la
veracidad
de nuestra investigación.

Sinónimos & Antonyms

2011-04-25T20:44:00.001-04:00

Intellectually pragmatic.
Pragmatically intellectual.

One has to pursue the other;
Language shall assist on this priority.

So,
Have you heard of either or?

It's very simple.
Would you turn this synonym
into its very own antónimo?

Take a leap.

Some words are
Not in the dictionary.

This is an answer.
In questionable Spanglish.

essay skills

2011-04-21T12:20:00.000-04:00

indeed, we dug that basement
rubber boots against the soil

we made quick progress, 20 hours split in 3
steady shovel attacks, nothing too pretentious;
though somebody always has to feel challenged
by the muscles you weren't aware of

and during that time
i thought of people and their elements
how easy it is to articulate a speech
on the progress made by others

how kind of them
to praise our bruises
with light talk
and lighthearted gestures

kindness doesn't really amount to much
it's air, light as as a breeze

a breeze won't lift you up
when your feet are sinking in the soil

because someone poured some rain
or the weather got out of control
or the water just flows everywhere

and your feet are still sinking on the mud

and you reckon,
you lead such a petty life

you probably don't even know
what health really means
because you will just continue
to overlook the legitimacy
of your existence

and your only hope
is to praise virtues
in the name of virtuosity
for the sake of a virtuous time

like the lightest hope

then i'll come home craving a meal
and at night i'll dream about that shovel
abruptly raping my usual lines of thought
almost as delicious as yours

but i can't complain, i learned

that too much water makes a mess around you
it will mobilize burdens away
but you can't fix a damage
by means of sheer mobilization

the importance of being horny, period.
it feels like i'm walking on mud again.
relatively easy.
to fit in the rear of the streetcar.

Murders Nearby Home

2011-04-09T12:44:00.000-04:00

Have you heard about that killer on the loose
one block west of your street!

Do you suppose the Nepalese punks had anything to do
with that man
beaten out of his skull!

well, i killed my enemies a while back
now i'm bored out of my mind

i'm already talking what i wanted

why, then, not to forget?
let's just forget... let's
not forget to forget

dear casey :-)

2011-04-03T19:25:00.000-04:00

get me a job so i can cope with my weekends
because this saturday i met with old friends
and now i'm down to 63
on just the 3rd of the month
and i'll have to make it thru

(that's how certain it gets)

but i'd like to blame my buddy D.
for luring me into such a sweet state of mind
now i live to save his ass
if that's possible within my interests

and dear casey
she said she loved me
wonder if that was meant as a trick
we were playing our roles
cus nobody gave a shit
and the bill was on me

ridiculous loads of liquor
sherry, and that cinnamon-flavored drink
topped with 2 pitchers of creemore

that's how boring life is in
the entertainment district

so get us a job so we can deal with us
or let me just sleep
if i may be granted

old roomie met new roomie
he lectured me on how to be nicer
perhaps a bit less hostility

(or was that casey?)

but she won't take cheap flattery lightly

and you don't want to get her started on investments

though i'm glad we learned a lesson
and that too means i got to pay back
that bottle of wine
she never really meant to give away

whatever the case,

dear casey

she will be there for me
as an everlasting friend

steady heartbeats of your life
like the characters of a telenovela
because that's what you like to watch

you wanted to talk society?
my buddy wanted to get drunk
and i wanted to reconnect my dots
at the expense of nobody's time

but it all seemed to work nicely
and we're now 3 happy people ready to start another tedious week
of void productivity

till we die, really
or till the next weekend. Cheers!

colt fuel memories

2011-03-31T17:34:00.000-04:00

III

some we feast some we starve
some times some things
blend their colors they can produce more thoughts
an endless series of tides.

II

27 apparently is still too small a number
to give up and whatnot
age gap was the mirror
nothing too uncommon, truth to be told.

III

would you follow a centaurus to the end of the universe?
shall i follow him after that random kiss on the street?
i am afraid his arrow won't stop on my account
and the centaurus has yet to reach his destination.

moneylogue

2011-03-17T20:15:00.000-04:00

bored out of your mind
you think you're ready to spend
you swear you know what you need
you control your money
i mean when was the last time you had change in your pocket
you already had your meal of victory
some ties have been damaged though
and you seek to fix them with a toke or two
meaning, you probably want to spend a hundred
you preach yourself because no one else does
there's a difference between guiding and judging
and judging by, y'know,
lonely people are not lost
will i please move out
you're too territorial
you're still relying on weekly horoscopes
because you lack long term goals
and you're not very concerned
are you
well show me
otherwise keep tight on your budget
you know money comes and goes
and this is one such a lucky strike
you're a big spender
you've come to accept that your misery
is your fault
because you're out of control
you can get crazed and insane
you're still a loser
with a weak grip
and you're still not concerned
because you're in denial
such a sweet denial
whatever, keep tight on that budget
you know money comes and goes
would you like to spend
what do you need
need more music?
are we rewarding yourself
take a look around when you get home
that's all you own
the four walls you're borrowing
you ain't been a good boy
you still need to do your laundry
and get a room for your meals
'cause that one's her territory
and nobody's too pleased about
the outcome of your move
so now we have to undo what you did
though i won't lie
i wonder,
i mean, she's
a single woman
and she's quick like the wind
and here's where it gets cheesy
and i seem to forget about money
and money always gets me somewhere
and (you told me, sometimes)

life is always more generous than
a petty longing
for immortality

anger chamber

2011-03-11T17:13:00.000-05:00

my steel toe boot in your face

Conquistador Without a Torch

2011-03-10T18:21:00.001-05:00

Count your allies and your enemies. I'm biting my tongue to not ask you where I belong, but I'll play assertive. So, count me with the latter. Because this is your favorite dynamics. No resistance no fun. You've made it clear. I must have betrayed you, though god knows best. Then again you're god. You're your very own god.

I guess nobody's a true friend these days. Fewer are those willing to kneel at your toes. I'm sure you've noticed your circle shrink to the size of a handful. I wish I could lend you a hand, but you won't let me. And the sad thing is, you're born with this gift in your veins; we each -- and all -- merely look at it through different glasses. But you seek to offend foreigners, you strive to deceit your enemies, and you befriend to alienate.

Alienation, my friend. That's your one ally. Nasty game you're playing.

You're not the type who looks deeper into the actions of mankind. Because, you reckon, all one needs is a strong grip (and sometimes an iron fist) to show them the end of their road. This place is too small to overcrowd anyways. And while others may find themselves lost and struggling, you're much rather confident that you can, and that you are. So why won't you.

But you need somebody to talk to; not like you will listen -- you're interested in showing them your way. We all do the same. But you're an eager warrior. You know I am talking to you. Because you know I will take my sweet time to flatter your protocol; see, I wish you could count me on your side, but we all let go, because there are stronger agents out there in the wild, where we the proles coexist unaware of each other,
and you wish, you just wish

you wish you could be a grown man by now
you sure wish you had a stronger grip on earthly matters
as in, how to cut your jerky tyrant act?!

...Your forte is our weakness, and You're driven by exploitation. But

physics shows us that things tend to
gravitate towards the core
where it's dry and dusty
and there's no breeze to fuel your fire

will you crystallize the mud?
will you vaporize the river?

Because down here we're busy growing and harvesting this great land of ours; and you probably think this is cheap popular poetry. Well, it is not. and it is. and it doesn't matter, because now you're feeling enlightened. But I hope I'm keeping you amused. I am trying my best to keep this tidy and up to your standards

which ironically, you do not know
you do not know how to set the standard
though you are confident you should set the standard.

Nobody's upset but you.
We must conquer though, so hurry up and count your heads.
We'll be counting blessings,
if you care to join.

Appreciation

2011-03-07T22:46:00.000-05:00

gina hugged me today; she asked me if i'm looking for a girl
like that girl on the bus, flirting with a gum wrapper like she's holding a joint,
for me, to appreciate; and i actually do appreciate
jenny's drive to connect me to interesting opportunities, like brenda's choice
to pick me as his roommate, though she's now playing distant;
and i know about distance
like, i miss carolina,
she's the one who will chase me to the grave.

i can expect to test positive in the meantime.

not like i must appreciate life any less.

4 ways 2 spell 4

2011-03-07T07:40:00.001-05:00

A period of drastic, immediate adjustments is due and brought upon yourself.
It shall take place as follows:

4 weeks to adjust
4 weeks to gravitate
4 weeks to settle
4 weeks to navigate?

are you following?

4 weeks to readdress the method
4 weeks to redraw the line

brain strength is brain

healing
4 weeks to gain and retain
4 weeks to test the flames
4 weeks to grow new pains

4 weeks to master my hands
4 weeks to deny my weather
4 weeks to halt my cycle
4 weeks to conclude my pending
4 weeks to

communicate
4 ways to loosen the answer
4 ways to rid of the mud

slowed down?
let me kick some sand
in your f face

4 ways to observe your properties
4 ways to regenerate your heat
4 ways to brighten your light
4 ways to let you Reign

time's a wise bitch

set off yet?more serious than you thought
odd paced plain irregular
you are not reading properly.
You are not reading at all
Time's a snooze
All I have against your grip or lack thereof
4 weeks to miss last week
you hear me?
4 weeks to still miss last week
don't get lost
i'll miss you, baby. next week?

incomplete beats

2011-03-05T21:21:00.000-05:00

for a second there you'd think this would be about now
instead there's some sound advice about sound:

never start a beat and cut it half-way
it's annoying and it's what keeps the masses away

does this have some translation anyways?

nom nom nom

2011-03-01T18:40:00.000-05:00

watch this bright young thing crumble down to his own feet
swollen gums, nom nom nom

chasing the decease that shall terminate the unease
bleeding gums, nom nom nom

if i die too soon i want to be epitomized as the ultimate fag
the perfect embodiment of a homosexual
the embrace of decay
the surrender to dust

i lived to die not to love

but i loved you, regardless

because you summoned my favorite thoughts
you summoned our decay
accelerated our lust

made me fearless

you evoked the desire my desire

it's all forgiven when we hold hands
we're all forgiven when we hold hands

even when we develop each other's decease, we're both fearless.

right?

0pen End3d Questions

2011-02-27T03:54:00.000-05:00

your words feed my thoughts i root for your wealth

What are your pet peeves, pretty boy?
Would you like to hear that again?

What's that level of intimacy we haven't reached yet?
Could you trust your mouth better?

What new thing or things have you challenged yourself to learn recently?
Can you do without explanations?

How many responsibilities remain untamed?
Did I just upset your psyche?

How many questions am I allowed per turn?
Did I just upset your speech?

How much more need I elaborate?
Did I just upset you?

Your words fuel my thoughts
I root for your heart

ample time

2011-02-24T17:42:00.001-05:00

you wouldn't hold a grudge against a stranger,
would you?

true weather

2011-02-19T17:58:00.000-05:00

fuck a lot kidszz
nothing quite as real
as the pleasure of sticking your flesh

did you notice what a nice day we had today?
did you put on your new sweater?
you looked ridiculous nonetheless
lovely anyways

different bits of our histories
merging together into a series of
u turns

old friends admit to their own void
true love blossoms with true weather
everyone's hot for an inch of your attention

/////sex as a networking tool

never fails to > >infatuate

to connekt

those dots in your past

to awaken jealousyto lift .the spiritto reset your corei
i >>in a gathering of us 4

> >> >i've been deprived of tranquility > family comes along as a hazard > the acquaintances have reemerged out of the black// i've been deprived thus reminded. that family is a hazard to Logic > i've been reminded that my family is a hazard > my family is a hazard >> my family is a fucking hazrad///

them folks with /
them tribal anticsssomeone's behind me and is begging for attention\\\

but i'm aware of my blood circulation
\///it's all a matter of >>> >
drive all night
be ready for action

to expose
to the limelight

may my enemies burn
in their own liquid hell >>

Vow Renewal

2011-02-11T14:22:00.000-05:00

Show me how to put together a tool box, and you'll keep me effortlessly entertained.

Tell me everything about your weekend, and you'll keep me effortlessly bored.

Help me find a solution, and you'll have a partner in crime.

Promise me the Promised Land, and you'll have a distrustful buddy.

this should make my deed
till your crowd i please?

Letter to The Gate Opener

2011-02-08T10:51:00.001-05:00

Pardon my customs, but I'd like to know to what extent you'd like to "know me better" i.e. why was it important for you to ask me if I'm gay? It's not like I'm anxious about making the move; it's more about making the move with the right (preferably stable-minded) person. I'm not really trying to get too close to you because we don't even know each other that well (not like you've given me much room for asking my questions anyways.) But, y'know -- first you sent me your face picture then you agreed to continue after I sent you mine. What was the basis of your decision then? What sort of impulse drives your sense of business? Why do you insist on drawing the line?

Is this your famous manipulative act?

naturally i don't expect any answers.
because i know you won't bother to utter any.
but think about the money for a moment.
could you get it any easier than this?

the foreigner who could keep aloof

2011-02-06T16:50:00.000-05:00

beg
bend backwards
and keep begging

till you get the desired impression

i don't bite
i don't yell
and i'd make excellent companionship

i am quiet
an introvert
muted by my speech

i am anything but a liability
i can also get down on my knees
and swallow this pride

i can do so many weird things
you'd be amazed
i swear to fucking god

please give me shelter
and i'll shut my mouth

maybe even shoot my opinions
which are already gone

i am a nice guy, please. and thanks.
what else?

astro fad

2011-02-06T14:15:00.000-05:00

the horoscope makes me believe in you
because your actions are a fucking disaster

pick your sign and fetch your weapon
truth is my offensive
tears is your defensive

which one will grow the land?
which one will eat us away?
which one will move on?

which one is better rooted

till you waste my patience?

merry faggy

2011-02-04T16:15:00.000-05:00

Proud Lover, his arm embracing
Less Comfortable's waist

the statement is, 2 boys can make a couple!
mundane in the face of mundane

both commuting somewhere
alongside us the who-gives-a-darn

then Less Comfortable will get off
and Proud Lover will remain on the streetcar

you might think he'd enjoy the street outside his window;
instead he veers his attention to his blackberry

is that it for your loud pride?
a lonely ride home?
how about that piercing on your ear?
how about the haircut

and the fancy statement?

here we have a local
posing as a world-class citizen
indulging in his own values
trapped in his own indulgence

And what's Less Comfortable doing in the meantime?
what do you suppose it's his matter of fact?

has Anyone replied yet?
am i despicable
for observing?

i was bored anyways
cus i'm also a loner

a jealous loner
(who will omit the self-demeaning adjectives)

Dressed up for Failure

2011-02-04T15:39:00.000-05:00

The tedious weekend is ahead
Unavoidable as uncertain

In 15 minutes I am meeting this guy
because I want to show commitment

Wish I could go home instead
I have the keys
I can sneak in any time
But the house is now a fortress
I am to intrude into my bedroom

Cell phone is low on battery
Family much rather sees you die
They won't handle a reality check
Usually too much of an insult

They need to get a grip
Badly, they do, but they won't
'Cause they flow like water
Through my fingers

They know no ground

Hospitality is no longer
Landlords want to fuck their tenants
Idyllic affairs they suppose are likely

How I land in these situations isn't really
that far
beyond my understanding

Monday can't be here soon enough
Life is a fucking expense on Saturdays

It's the little things
that crumble me down

a memory is what you make of it

2011-01-25T23:47:00.000-05:00

january 29 2011 2:09 PM ET toronto

guess what, artsy is a big word
like, accountable
(and) those pics look a lot better
like yours!

would you curse your wife with your disease?
i think you just raised your eyebrow
my head keeps nodding to the beat
of these pumped up kicks

yesterday has aged into the same old

january 27 2011 12:40 still in toronto

you probably will make the move
like many (other) things you've predicted in your dreams

are you one of those well mannered niggas? what are we trying to compensate for?

teach me classy
make me belong
tell me about integration and integrity

language is gone with the wind
actions are devoid of meaning

time won't hold back for excuses
why are we holding back from tomorrow?

i want to be one of your friends
but i don't want to corrupt you

would you marry a weak man?
would you mother his child?

you make love a fun word
or so i hope
because i'm a dull soul
loveless at best

run me a test
show me the next big question
i know who i am

is this anguish? nostalgia?
why some many questions?
why why?
why not?

lol

just snap your fingers... song is over...

(...)speaking of which, that darn line
it ain't so blurred no more
there's a certain degree of shame
shame is real anyways
shame is shame
and you must deal with it

it's your new vow
greeting and gaining legit respect

run better run
better run boy

run down the street

eat properly
sleep properly
and run against the concrete

sex is good exercise (also a component of your empirism!)
but so is a basic sense of healthiness
for your own good
for the good of the one no one will ever care about

you know that ambition is dead too
but so what, life is a thrill,
always to chill

but shame is real
shame is shame
not pride

run run...

disaster proof denial within the acknowledgment
are you done recycling today?
proved wrong by wrong?
would you rather be slapped in the face?
what do you see?
log me off now
you can probably lie
you have the guts

what do you figure this is about?

you don't really want it that easy
it used to be a sin,
the forbidden bite that teased your will

it shaped your clumsy principles
it got you grooving

chicks are the new cock chasers
gay sex is outdated
and the newspapers are selling marriage

(some woes grow mature with you)

families are the new societal urgency
there's little to invest without mouths to feed

don't forget about the zest for life
the thrill seekers
the what's-next-pleaser
fearless in the face of tragedy

we want to skip to the next minute
we're sure it'll be fun
like a quirky dance
kinda thing that gets you shaking your hips
from the west to the east
from the north down on you

you can't feel lonely anymore
because loners don't hail from toronto anymore

ask for directions
and wave good bye that stranger

can't say i'm not afraid to die
but i'm sure i don't want to die
without skipping to the next minute

better run, better run, outrun my gun,

did you ever manage to raise that bar?

air people are visual creatures
you add the depth to their thoughts

you are set to a different logic
one that is based on your heart
and how you make me feel

the zodiac is a chart
the horoscope is prole psychology

everything's forgotten and forgiven
everything works one bit at a time

this is what they call poetry these days
we are serious about history
we are the chapter one

january 26 2011 10:34PM ET toronto

january 25 2011 11:48PM ET toronto

wear skinny jeans for a year
try your old baggie pants the day after
your clothes just fucked your walk

then again there's only one place
where the outfit won't alter your posture
that's what they call home

january 28 2011 3:55 PM ET toronto let me be one of your cool friends

the ability to live up Today

2011-01-15T12:24:00.000-05:00

I still have a bag of basmati
some cilantro, big leaves
2 more cans of shrooms
chutney
cumin
curry powder
some colorants (or so i've been sold)

one or 2 grams of weed
with some tobacco in it
to make it
last

everything needs to be quantified

last
bag of shrimps
is gone
into my rice with
shrimps shrooms
onions (minged) garlic and all that

("i've got skills i can speak of"

wisdom you could earn during any given recession!)

i'm down from 1100
to a tooney and 30 cents

and some tokens

everything must be quantified

already a couple of lates on the sheet

instructor asked, "who's done ecstasy before"
and i raised my hand

salvadorian came after to advise me well,
"don't share so much so soon"

but the boss is a Capricorn;
i should be assessed by what i can do

Today

last night i was headed to 123 queen street west
10th floor
it was my second time
it was a busy night
for the lazy tourists

easy to walk in, easier to be spotted

came in front of his door
he greeted me, a clumsy french kiss
my hand on his Cali tool
strictly procedural

the man is an Americano
naturally obese
thus the accent
and the sense of awkwardness
never too hard to sense
in the darkest of rooms

bottle of poppers, always handy
one of us had to bend over

the less obese
the one who can bend

Now this morning i heard my roomie
an adventurous soul

his random buddy left a rash on my neck
took a cordial hug and yet another clumsy kiss
on my neck

but it's gone. Now there's a mouse in the kitchen
and we both jumped backwards

and Now i'm here telling you all this
in such an unstructured manner

there's only so much i can pretend tho,
and the inner poet,
the Last of Heroes is dead
and conveniently rotting

Now the cherry on this cake:

Time can't be quantified.