Monday, November 19, 2012

Beastroy the Beastroyer

                   You know I kill rodents for a living.
                         I know.  Not sure I want to talk about it.
                               I had to kill two mice the other day.
The trap caught them alive.  They were both trapped in the box until I got there.
                                  Yeah?
                  So I flushed them, which is what I do when I catch live mice.
                              Yeah?
I noticed something very interesting as I watched them in the toilet bowl.
One of them struggled hard, swam as hard as he could, survived flush after flush after flush.  He wouldn't go down.
                                 hmm
The other one struggled for a while, but then... he gave up.  He just went down with out much of fight. Like he was accepting death.  Embracing death.  Maybe even swimming toward it, welcoming the end of his life.
What made the difference?  Why does one fight to survive and the other surrender to the end?
                      Did you ask?  Did you ask them?
                            I was too busy drowning myself.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

To suicide with love

                           Why did the boy throw the clock?
                              He wanted to see time fly.
                                    But why did the boy want to see time fly?
Because he struggled with depression and had thoughts of suicide even from an early age and often wished that his life would end since he was powerless to have stopped it from ever beginning.
                                                 Oh.

                                          That's funny.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Show me your ears

                                 How's the album coming?
                             Great.  I haven't worked on it for weeks.
                                  That's... something.
                                Thanks.
                                   Are you still performing in clubs?
              The only place that invites me to sing is the school for the deaf.
                        Do you bring your guitar?

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Blue Ejaculation: Why is my ejaculation blue?

                               Who'd you vote for?
                                          The red guy...
                                       Red is the color of anger.
                            I guess....   Who'd you vote for?
                                          The blue guy.
                              Blue is the color of sadness.
                                              So it is.
                                 I never knew you voted that way.
                                Well, I was always pro-choice.
                          Really?  Even with your faith and beliefs?
Yeah.  You know, I always wish my mother wouldn't have had me in the first place.  People always say that adoption is the better choice than abortion.  But I disagree.  Adoption prolonged me to a life of cruelty and suffering.
I wish I had something to say.  I'm sure I can't convince you.  I'm sorry for your suffering.  But you know that I believe that my life is immeasurably better having known you... having loved you and been loved by you.
Well, your beliefs are your beliefs.  But you know I always said you were delusional.
Thanks... still... I still think pain...
                           Hey guys!  Check out my sweet new tattoo!
                 (tattoo)
                             See, and then you got people like him.
                   I want to commit suicide too.  Did I tell you that?




Monday, November 5, 2012

Slowly returning to normal

                                            The trains are running again.