Not Fit For Mass Consumption (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1019598-Not-Fit-For-Mass-Consumption I got my first real six-string Bought it at the five-and-dime Played it till my fingers bled It was the summer of 69 Last Thursday, Drum made me meet him at the pawn shop when I got off work. He said it was a surprise, but I think that way back in my head I knew what it was. He had found this acoustic guitar and wa...[Read Full Post] Tue, 24 Mar 2009 01:24:49 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/641986 Vortex pulls me in The vortex spits me out Jet-eyed glitter child strapping' on a gold guitar We witness the ultrasonic imploding excitation Bodies exhausted in total elation Valentine's Day was something else! To start with, Dave got me 20 of everything...20 red roses, 20 heart-shaped balloons, 20 chocolate ...[Read Full Post] Wed, 25 Feb 2009 22:55:11 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/637714 So we "Debbies" have come to a decision. The idea of playing for money or fame or whatever is a cool idea, but after days of non-stop killer practice, tons of bickering and lots of regret, this Saturday's performance will be our only one. Oh, we will play together, but just for the fun of it. Somewhere in all the preparations we stopped ha...[Read Full Post] Wed, 11 Feb 2009 21:26:26 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/635319 Commin' over the first hill I felt my body jerk The attendant did not strap me in I'm sure that I am gonna die I see the loop is up ahead This is my last roller coaster ride ~~Sri Lanka Sex Hotel, Dead Milkmen So I haven't been around as much as I thought I would be lately for several reasons. ...[Read Full Post] Thu, 05 Feb 2009 23:00:19 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/634165 Would you hold my hand If I saw you in heaven? Would you help me stand If I saw you in heaven? Back when I was a little girl, my grandma always called me Sugar. She refused to call me by "that hippie name your parents gave you" until I was old enough to request it, and even then it only lasted for a year or so...[Read Full Post] Wed, 14 Jan 2009 20:34:23 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/629718 I look to the sea Reflections in the waves spark my memory Some happy, some sad I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had We live happily forever, so the story goes But somehow we missed out on that pot of gold But well try best that we can to carry on Styxx, Come Sail Away Today was one of those g...[Read Full Post] Thu, 08 Jan 2009 22:38:58 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/628647 And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed Just to get it all out what's in my head And I'm, I am feeling a little peculiar So I wake in the morning and I step outside And I take deep breath and I get real high And I scream from the top of my lungs What's goin' on ~~4 Non-Blondes I too...[Read Full Post] Tue, 06 Jan 2009 23:36:33 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/628229 [Link: 'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gtnf9EqijT0'] Honey why you calling me so late? It's kinda hard to talk right now. Honey why you crying? Is everything okay? I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud Dave and I had a little cookout today. By little, I mean a dozen ...[Read Full Post] Mon, 11 Aug 2008 03:12:57 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/601302 [Link: 'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQLWF_ItzYs'] Dave and I had an little soirée tonight, something like a surprise party for ourselves. We used to throw the best parties back home in Missouri. People would drive for hours just to come. I always spent weeks planning them and weeks cleaning up after them. (Why is ...[Read Full Post] Mon, 11 Aug 2008 03:26:29 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/600986 [Link: 'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcJz-x6idd8'] Little ditty, about Jack and Diane 2 American kids growin up in the heartland. Jacky goin' be a football star Diane's debutante--backseat of Jacky's car I started my junior year of high school without Dave. He had...[Read Full Post] Wed, 06 Aug 2008 00:52:24 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/600487