dateline: Woodbridge

dark tidings of which I will not write here now
but truths deep inside
conscious found and family and friends

as Kurtish wrote:
in this new year,
we should reflect
on the
important
things

let the brothers and sisters mingle in peace



by lenny bellows | 09:19

entering a spiritual realm
all quiet
all peaceful
off the concrete
and on my way...

just me and nature
no distractions
enjoying God's creation
in its purest form...

must leave the people
the NOISE
the concrete
go to reflect...

peace
serenity
contentment

gonna kill the first critter
i see with mah big ole GUN
you betcha...

gonna eat
GOOD
this weekend, boy...

"If it's got fur and no opposable thumbs,
it's prey. Period."
kurt bali, hunter/philosopher

by Kurt | 08:40

Nice...

...still in Cabo San Lucas...friends here from Southern Humboldt
with mind-boggling weed, mushrooms, and a Hunter S. suitcase...
fishing inshore reefs has been productive with roosters and dorado
hitting jigs hard...mezcal and brownies last night...wicked sex with
multiple participants...dancing...moonlight...sand...tits...buds.

by lou dallas | 13:19

in this new year,
we should reflect
on the
important
things

family
friends
gainful employment
the ability to release a
ten-second fart
that can change octave twice
and force your dog from the room.

it is these things
and cake
(not the band, the confection)
i am grateful for in this,
the year of our LORD
1979

best excuse for ANY
hassle

"I'm on a diplomatic mission
from Alderaan."

use it wisely.

-kurt

by Kurt | 11:38

Deport all Foreign Nationals from our laboratories

It is messy cutting them in pieces and the reek
of exposed flesh clings to your clothes for weeks.

They tend to thrash about and knock over beekers
and Bunson burners.

The constant flashing of flashbulbs tend to bleach out
the most vivid colors in the student dismemberment manual.

"Come on over and do the twist." -Kurt Cobain

by lenny bellows | 16:14

Aye brothers...sitting here in Chico...

Stoned, drunk...

My brother is somewhere in the hills fisting a deaf mute monkey.

I must drive to Forest Ranch for cocktails.

Lemur 23

by lenny bellows | 15:47

Aye brothers...sitting here in the internet cafe in Baja...

Stoned, drunk...

My stepbrother and his friend have been missing for 2 days...

My dick is huge and spurts wicked loads.

by lou dallas | 12:27

the focus of the strange photographic carolinas
and the sojourn of loving movement

this 2001 unfolds and we take the
antarctic lemurs by the scruff of
their egos and push through to
evolutionary truths: Lemuria indeed!!
---pseudo soliloquies on pre-historic continental drift

I take the mustard and spread it on fur.

by lenny bellows | 21:01