Wednesday, August 04, 2004

I am changing my pseudonym to Dorian Gray after the Oscar Wilde book because the music is different (more experimental and less emo) and the subject matter is somewhat different. The answer to Hastheboyfallen? is "yes, he has." Being homeless is wonderful so far. At this point I would recommend it to anyone looking for some liberation. Here's a happy poem:

*This Chair is a Nihilist*


The holes in my brain I don't mind
As long as i can feel it in my face
And my arms
Float like they were wings
Funny little things
They call them fingers but I've never seen them fing
It isn't a small world
Actually it's very big
And despite the six degrees there's still a lot to see
And the dope doesn't decieve me like parents and politicians do
I like my life and I love you
I care not if tomorrow I die
Because I wouldn't die without having lived life
Like so many that are still alive
I may go gentle into the night
But I still love my life
And that may be the most insane thing of all
Sometimes I feel like I am the only happy person in the world

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