Thursday, December 23, 2010

What Do I Need To Register A Trailer In Michigan



small moments I'm happy to defeating small

deaths on the desk of the house. Negotiate
unknown

on a piece of notebook paper circles
correcting square

Today drank cold water and I was afraid to be alone
with the furniture of the house.

Right Side Of Head Right Eye Dilated




HOLA A TOD @ S, for family reasons I TAKE TIME OUT OF PLAY, SO JUST A QUICK ENTRY FOR TOD @ S wish happy holidays and a new year full of dreams fulfilled.
to thank you TAKE ALL THAT YOU HAVE SENT ME CARDS, EMAILS, PHONE AND OTHERS, I am thrilled that think of me EVEN A MOMENT, AND I HOPE AGAIN SOON BE THE HEIGHT OF ALL YOU A HUGE HUG

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Can Chicken Pox Make Women Infertile?

couhnver'zeishon you know! ***

apology faithful walker
the breeze
illuminates the future and soon dried seaweed
calling us to

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Signs Of Hpv Throat Cancer

Iiyuuú

The heavy burn made by the burning of our shoes, mascullabamos between teeth, between dreams, including fried bites. One morning open legs, juicy logo win word araviesa us fleshy sternum. You know something, being honest, all this to rest my face in the mirror, hands on the bidet, wet hair floating in the puddle of urine. Everything in the abyss when the sparrows thirsty, dry tulips, ranunculus rotten everything, even the salt in the font face of the dead. I'm sorry. I write without hands.

deposit in your mouth
fortune coins
and you say,
not meet again.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

What Are Qualifications To Be In A Adult Film?



choripán to digest at night pebre
is to taste the taste of death in the morning:
rot.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Motiontrendz Ripper 70028651



Only the shadow of the condor
that mates with the secret of the deep dark seeds stop
truth.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Why Do Splicers Wear Masks

morning paper

death will exhaust until it
a grain of salt.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Sensitive And Pain In Teeth After Braces

ANGELO ESCOBAR - NINA handkerchief oeoeoeoeo

Friday, November 26, 2010

What Does High Bili Mean

First introspection


I learn today boys and head into their selves (if they say so)
First, take your hands to your mouth
pressure for two seconds then shake the language

wandering in circles the room.

When the edges are sewn skin
extend
sides and put your hands.
Lentito, without rushing, tranqui. Follow

hands warm and bustle that is the bucket,
follow, and will not be long.
When the noodles sit in the afternoon
tibiecitos, stop.
It lacks little. Press
strong
goal mouth his head in his eyes

throat and nose in the liver.
well, that's you.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Islam Quotes Marriage



and does not happen in the womb,
the handle four times called Emperor of the marshes
childish.

And we sit
going to listen to Jimi Hendrix to be blown orgies

music lovers with the meat ball.


And if they knew that it matters little rain gauge
faldístico
telegraph currency manly weight


the kind of charity manner between the legs
a hoop at the waist in the forbidden

as tattooed. I do not know


spring clothes
you out and opens up the heat to the meat,
RENIÉGATE, RENIÉGATE

touch without laughter to kiss without lips to moan without water

the body without thirst
the game without sentence.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Simplicity Ellis Full Bed Conversion Kit

Dark Matter Matter

"Around me
your light burning, but


I destroy you inside."
(Gonzalo Rojas)

and if we turn and we grew dark matter

look and not see the sky
but his heavenly birth, and christened
lunar
a curious finger
the origin of the nebula.
and we
stone tattooed on coal ports
naked

ways of pursuing pleasure in intense cosmic
dwarfs. And we expand

riding time

of spiral galaxies to merge
in a halo of light, then

to be a tread void left by a child

the gray sea sand
deleted.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Symtoms Neutropenia In Dogs

cracks Resting

wanders sullen drunk lily
dairy flush water volume violet
its sad thick brush in the wind erodes the chirping
lying in quiet stance.

Dragonflies seen from the corner cries
birthed in childhood death and her frail arms
break like salt.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

How Much Is A Marlin 30-30




In my room a glass of lemon soda

3 weeks ago the same place

still no one.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Toes Turning Purple With Cast On



I shower in my bathroom circles
bitches
the sweating tiredness entripada lluiva

the sun stressed suitcase deodorant
the truck pileup.

I wash the cloth in the year of the bathroom, with icebergs
sulfur fire,
in feathered hair.
give my ignorance,
because I feared my willingness to sacrifice
a glass full of pebbles red dots.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

What Does Meningitis Feel Lke

Now where are you, woman? Jhhuuhhushiihh

Where are you woman?

The room burns

and erased the traces of your name.

where is wife, your cat trail

agile And your footsteps?

What should we keep extinct

to order from us or

sat down to watch the carnage? Today

woman

you expect more than ever,

And the wounds fainted in bed

Waiting or filled

a shower fever.

Where are you, woman, Escondida



O clock has been against me?

brains are burning me,

and my blood
dry mouth
With

I have thirst,

Ganas of your hair,

of your neck

And your curious fingers,

From your hips crazy

And your mouth rope

of your iris night

The tactic warm

And scared column

With the jungle wakes up.


you no longer seeking a woman,

wounds sleep in bed

And showers me
embittering
The corpus.

In the last unknown

second of the night

in sweat meat

silent Toco

Your dream.



Where are you?

The bedroom is burnt

And the footprints of your name are deleted

¿Where are, woman, your feline trails

And your agile steps?

Must we extinguish

Until the end of us or

Sit to gaze the hecatomb?

Today, woman,

I hope more than ever,

And the wounds faint on the bed

Waiting or quenching

With a febrile shower.

¿Where are you, woman,

Hidden

Or the clock plays against me?

My brain is burnt

And my blood is dried

With the mouth

I’m thirsty,

I want your hair

your neck

and your curious fingers,

I want your crazy hips

And your sensible mouth,

I want your nocturnal iris,

The warm tactic

And the scared spine

With the awake jungle.

I don’t look for you anymore,

woman,

The wounds sleep on the bed

And the showers make me sour

The corpus.

Alone

In the last nameless second of the night

In the sweat of the flesh

I touch in silence

Your dream.

Can You Buy Moccasins In



can hear remnants of a corrupt tree on the stony heights of the traces of drunk stabbed, panties the nun kissing Christ. I fly mortality, skin peeling seasonal ground for flies, the sources dried bone cracking the relentless chirping of the morning. I advance the footprints and the flowery fields in flames fleshy, carriages stop dying for a pint of wine, the butterflies crushed by small hands give their last farewell to one third of their antennae, stray dogs shake their ticks to ostentatious Mercedes Benz, grandmothers give a shout out to abandoned shipwrecks in their wombs, a girl runs barefoot on a burning field of sunflowers, a young escape to the sounds within a coastal seafood. The cliff is orange, and blue dreams, thoughts swirling, and orchestras shake the trees to the nerve curves of your spine. Sea foam lips shelters us and pursues us beat wave, wind the hair and shakes us throw our sorrows as waste to the peaks of the gulls. The abysmal vein of the leaves is the shelter where we dip our feet and where, from time to time, send messages bread crumbs into the boats and dream of destiny. Resting on the branch of a eucalyptus, a giraffe burn the heavens and we think the fury of the salmon, in the spiral bound to our necks in the shadow of an embrace in the pursuit of parchment dispersed between the grains of the beach , in pursuit of the index to the thumb, the tingling sound of the lashes in the rocks, waving pelicans striped breaking the dull sky sparkled with brief rain of feathers.


Saturday, October 30, 2010

Fishes Can Be Mixed With Discus Fish

Excerpt from "The Lady with the Little Dog 'Laughs

"Those words that are common to indiganción filled to Gurov, finding them degrading and rude. What a wild way of talking! What nights are stupid, what uninteresting days! The desire of the letters, gluttony, drinking, chatting continued always the same. All these things absorb most of the time many people, the best part of his forces, and end all that, what left?, a slavish life, shortened, trivial or unworthy, of which there is no way out, as if you were locked in a prison or manicomnio "
(The Lady with the Little Dog by Anton Chekhov)

Friday, October 29, 2010

Slime Recipe, Lux Soap Flakes

Unplugged

Ensesa brain wires with a burning
cutting pliers
I unplugged the wires of sanity.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Battery Operated Camping Shoes



Rather than portraying the problems facing the country "Hell" by Luis Estrada, testifies to its spiral into chaos. There is no room for hope in a film whose main source is the imagination of its writers, but the Mexican reality in its most gruesome details. Heads roll in the streets, dressed as charros executed, bodies dissolved in acid drums, each sordid image is familiar: the more fortunate because we saw in the news, the less it dawned on their doorsteps.

Yet we laughed. The film takes on a tone of farce because the truth is so grotesque as fiction does not make sense. It is impossible Photos taken seriously the local capo with potatoes and ex-presidents, we laugh the admiration of the child by the father hit man who died at the point of shooting and every clumsy foray Benny, the friendly and good-natured character in everyday activities narco we start laughing.

Through The Benny and his gradual transformation from prodigal son simpleton in ruthless assassin, the film explores a country in which the sordid, harsh and inhumane treatment of organized crime is no longer contained and abnormal part of society and has become routine, forcing ordinary people to build their lives in the midst of terrible situations and characters. "The narcos are handled with other standards, "says a court in the film, and there are few people who, playing with the rules imposed by the criminals, escape drop in crime themselves. Bribes, accusations, lies, everything is good to meet what at first might appear to greed, but eventually understood as the natural desire to progress in terrible combination with the lack of opportunities, lack of legitimate authority and human weakness.

The film makes us laugh, yes, but nervous laughter. comes in a time when Mexico celebrates the bicentennial of its independence, a party that seeks to celebrate the greatness of a nation that feels humiliated and defeated, while traversing a civil war which is not seen him out. One may or may not agree with the slogan of the film, "Nothing to celebrate," but it is clear that any celebration is marred not only by the blood spilled in the conflict which we live, but by the misery and desolation that is their accordingly, but also its cause. While celebrating a heroic past, one can not forget this grave, which is leading us to a really black future.

And that is the great success of "The Inferno", make us laugh to demonstrate the absurdity of the reality of the country. It is difficult to see the news comfortably, even-handed hearing statements from the authorities, and even self involved in widespread corruption, once we understand that the situation is frightening to the hilarity. By removing the violence of everyday context and put it on the cinema screen, the film changes the perspective and forces us to think about the serious problems that we were taking for granted.

Some feel that the mood of the film is easy, or that the film "complaint" and is well seen. I think an ambitious film, while aims to reflect and make us reflect on a topic that has created so overexposed and tolerance, while still being visible and enjoyable film for any audience. And I think he does with great performances, with very unique visual style, and using comedy as a vehicle to help digest a grotesque reality, it finds its value and its importance.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Ea Fault Worcester Boiler

26.

"Your affection
did you see me

night in your sleep
and woke
you. "
( Ahmad Shamlu )


the day sitting behind mouths restless traveling petting
while a flock of thoughts pajarísticos
power rests on the singing of leaves, a
cracks between the heavens dance dissolves into desire.
Purpling one of the uninhabited islands, there in your cheeks, and from
us a cautious Swan writes
stairs in the frothy sea of \u200b\u200byour cheekbones.

And before desolate seen me in your laughter, your
26 alternating lunar laughter in goodbye your neck,
the howling roar of the islands that are burned. Ciego
lucid and hungry unknowns flower cultivation
constellations to destroy the sacred pantheon
between the archipelagos night of your lips.