UNDERWORLD

UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

Truth may seem; but cannot be
Beauty Brag; but 'tis not she
Truth and beauty buried be.

Dave

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I should have this page up and running by october 25th. Until then, you can contact me and send me pictures, files, ideas that you think i'd want to put on this page. Thanks. Some things are already up and running.

The caramel colored cup
Coffee to its brim
I didn't want to finish it
Just wanted to see
What its bottom would look like
With a reflection of me.

I want to be, inside caramel.

Being Drunk is a good disguise.
I drink so that i can talk to assholes.
This includes me.

Stopping along confusing junctions in my head
Why fight the temptation to run the red light
That has become the essence of limited existence?

Pain
I'll take it out on the strings of my guitar
Hammer them
Like I should on the merciless plastic smiles
Of those who offend me.

Feed him,
The deamon that's awoke when you're not
Feed it,
The shadow that lurks in the dark.

"An Angel runs
Thru the sudden light
Thru the room
A ghost precedes us
A shadow follows us
And each time we stop
--Jim Morrison We fall."

Urge to come to terms with the "Outside," by absorbing,
interiorizing it. I won't come out, you must come in to me.
Into my womb-garden where I peer out.
Where I can construct a universe within the skull, to rival the real

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J.D.

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Nothing gold can stay
by: Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.