I'm not sleeping... cold wind blowing....

My friends and bitter enemies I swear I have yet to give up the Ghost....

I have been worse off than I have felt in a long time.

My days are painfully sad and depressing.

But I think I am ready for a change...

we shall see...

contact Captain PirateFace for a random telephone encounter!!!

702-624-2380

here be some shite...

whiny day

Listless dreamer
always a little bit
sad.
always a little bit
perturbed.
Always in search for the faded
and dreamy sleep
one so damn hopeless such as I
crave and beg for.
piss and moan.

piss

and
moan.




Home Sweet Home

a hollow place...
where I can perfect my callow ways.
A dark place where my heartbeat slows down to a crawl.
And I sit staring at scary images on the television set...
black and white films filling my emptying head.
Did I tell you I am dying?




Mr. Death

Jumped by Mr. Dead...
walking around town
bloated and blue

and in an almost

"ghostly" daze.
Eyes sunk back
and lips curled showing
off your lifetime of
dental work

and

your winning smile.

peace out.