Hexasyllabical

hexasyllabical

flimsical whimsical dude from the bay state would scribble his dactyls and jot down his rhyme. trying to capture an antepenultimate vocable gave him one heck of a time!

It's always the quiet ones...

There once was a lady named Heather

Who seemed frail and as light as a feather.

But do not be fooled,

'Cause she'll have you schooled

When she's got you in handcuffs and leather. 

- This wonderful poem was written by my friend Raph: may your mind never truly escape the gutter.

Top:

"I founded the U.S. Mint. It's pretty obscure. You probably never heard of it."

Bottom:

"I don't need a peg leg; I have peg teeth."

Edit: Sorry, the bottom should say "One Dollaaaaaarrrrrr!"

I broke down and posted this incredible graffiti mural. Oh, well. The levee has been cracked and it won't be long before my poetry blog is covered in graffiti (and I won't mind it one bit!).

Somewhere in Williamsburg.

This one's a bit gross, but if you have an iron stomach and the same sick sense of humor that I do, I urge you to read below the cut (it's worth it).

Like A Snickers, For The Undead

There once was a Vampire named Jack,

Who had a severe hunger attack.

It may seem disgusting to you,

But he sucked a used Kotex or two.

To a Vampire, that’s just a light snack.

Tumblr requested I post a photo of myself.  This is something I would not have done (I do like the anonymity), but tumblr asked so nicely that I am compelled to do so. 

I decided to post a picture of me with a mandala that I tie-dyed. 

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I like to think this shot really brings out the best features in my feet.