Keep warm in thy Cave

alone alone alone in the winters rape
what animals life shall i take
to take its skin and to make
it my own
to feel less alone

A life in Worth

"There is nothing wrong with good schmaltz, nothing wrong with good heart... The critics think I'm kind of corny. Well, I guess I am corny." - Walt Disney


Dear Mr. Walt Disney
Today would be your birthday, as you of course know.
Your well over a 100, and yet still more prevalent in
our culture then almost any one last century, although
know one really knows what you did, and ignorants call
you a nazi or some other insecure insults because
people cant believe some one wants to be good.

but what I Really want to say is thanks.

Thanks for putting a place in this world that can
make people feel good.

life is fucking frustrating, tied up with trash, sex, work,
anxiety, worthlessness, car wrecks, junk food, poor relationships,
and general depressions

and all you wanted was a place for you, your daughters,
and everyone else to just feel ok, feel good, feel happy.

and in my own fucked up way, thats all i want to do to.






When people laugh at Mickey Mouse, it's because he's so human, and that is the secret of his popularity.
- Walt Disney

The conceptual reality of things

"well, what, damn it, you painted me to look like
a fat cow!, is that how you see me?! a fat cow???"

"well, look mam, I am sorry, you know, we are
just trying our best for a empirical reconstruction"

"We need to see if you can tell the differnce of
reality and your self image"

"god your cruel and heartless,
you may paint me as the beast
but know
know
know that you are truly the beast
and i need no data to prove that"

What settles with Time

"ugh, I should have never grown so settled here, your
elegant bird neck no longer plagues my interest, and I
can hardly move to woo you if i even desired too..."

"I have had to hear you snarl and bark for so long,
and I long, long to go out to the forest to love
like we once did... c'est la vie "

"HEY! insult me in english you pretentious bird brain!"

Intimacy Lost

"Oh dear, we are quite opaque, quite delicate, quite clean,
and lastly quite loved"

"Tis not the same for out brothern"

"There bold faces, ruff hands, tarnished cloth, and quite worked"

The Unconscious and the Conscious

He wondered if she could see his two internal projections
placed together in his mind when he sat with her.

and thought

"If she see's my tights my frill
my leanness my pale insecurities
then she shall not be swayed by the vicious colour
of my animas"

Beneath the cloak of Human Perfection

"Come back! come back!!!"
she cried in despondent terror

"The primordial ethos seem to have swept
away my hands veil"

"Now, now they shall tarnish with blood and work
the imperfections to be beheld by all,
and I ashamed for eternity"