~the dossier~

...and i shall sing from the rooftops of slapshot monkeys and asphalt dreams...

I see - dueling kandinskys flinging colors that make no sense at each other I find - my soul trapped in a snow globe, the kind you buy at kmart for $9.99 I want - more manga I have - an obscene amount of anime I wish - that that the world would spin more quietly I love - screwing with people's minds I hate - stupid, ignorant gits who presume to know better than me I miss - long Sunday drives down PCH with reggae playing in the background I fear - dying in obscurity I feel - like i'm on crack. always. I hear - incubus trying to do a soul funk thing with scratching records and heavy bass riffs I smell - the electronic sizzle of my brain on too much vader I crave - double mocha almond fudge ice cream I search - for sanctuary I wonder - if entropy in inevitable I regret - nothing (edith piaf)