Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!

Friday, March 17, 2006


I chase the dream in toilet bowl confines
With a hollow stick
And a razor blade
But reality determines guilt despair
That speeds time
And acid spits
The daylight hours with lost hope

words by cocaine jesus


Inkblot said...

confused...possibly 'cos i hate toilet bowls. do not want to associate deep thought with it. sorry.

Cocaine Jesus said...

inkblot>>>you never have to apologise. its OK.