Fire!

I'm finally going to start writing in this. I had a hard time deciding if I wanted there to be a certain point to this blog, but I feel that would become taxing after a while and lose it's joy. So basically, I'm going to be posting anything and everything... Writings, lyrics, what I'm listening to, pictures, complaints, and things that inspire me.

I find it appropriate to post my first entry with the first writing I did that I was ever proud of. I once dated a girl named Randi who I would take the train to see before I drove. I had a lot of time to myself on those long rides so I started to carry a notebook with me and out came so much bad dribble that only a couple extremely close people in my life have ever seen, and I hope have forgotten about.

Here it is:

The newspaper was wrong again
as the tattooed colony saves face and slow grins
the fast food restaurants and red backpacks flood the streets
up and over cracks
cigarette filled lungs cough on their own
while commercials are made false
and real t.v. shows are shown
what happens to orphans when they turn 18?
they get thrown on the concrete along with war heroes and ones that cheat
if Satan himself lived here he would kick up his feet
because his job would have been done
the dumpsters, the mansions
the sick and the sicker
wish for the better and only get richer
game shows and dramas
a child's fantasy or your own
it's all just manifested
and the cancer still grows
wish on stars
wish on christmas lights
wish on anything thats bright
that the dumb kid in the corner of his fourth grade class
isn't left without a card on valentines day
so drink your caffeine
inhale your toxens
gamble your life
and marry witout love
so that when someone cuts in front of you at the bank
you can buy them a birthday card
even if it's not their day.