nails.

nails
through the skin of his back.her
pants away from her legs.
her pants heavy;rhythmic.
its poetry.verses and verses
of earthly eroticism.it feels like
nature coming down on you;
like watching
the sun fuck the ocean.the beautiful sunset...

navex.

to navigate with a torn map
and a broken compass.
to love with a torn heart
and a broken soul.

napoleon solo

cut and paste
were you sitting down
on the beaded impotence of new orleans
a hint of suspense when that telephone rings
this is forever

it paved a wave of distance
between the syntax error
from austin's yellow brick road
this is forever

from this texas breath exhaled
no sign of relief
cause this you know, this you know
this is forever

march 23rd hushed the wind, the music died
if you can't get the best of us now
it's cause this is forever

march 23rd hushed the wind, the music died
if you can't get the best of us now
it's cause this is forever

makes no difference
your alphabet is missing letters
seventeen, embalmed and caskets
lowered into the weather
a drizzle, brisk and profound

from this texas breath exhaled
their relief
this is forever

march 23rd hushed the wind, the music died
if you can't get the best of us now
it's cause this is forever

march 23rd hushed the wind, the music died
if you can't get the best of us now
it's cause this is forever

strum this broken harp
we were struck by the chords
set from their hearts
yes this is forever
this is forever

this is forever
this is because
this is forever

this is forever
it is because
this is forever
but you can't get the best of us now.      - A t The Drive-In, "Napoleon Solo".

A t the Drive-In is,in my opinion,one of the bestest bands in the world.next to Rage Against The
Machine.its a pity both bands have fallen apart...leaving us with only histories of honest,raw
symphonies.

through the ocean of uncomfort.

its a week day morning.im alone at home.the weather is good.but things are not in place.there are pieces left strewn away from the puzzleboard of peace of mind.im happy in an uncomfortable sense of nothingness.the temple i cannot find calls through the waves.like mermaids.its sweet as cherries.there must be more to my morning.definitely i could sit here,unfidgety and calm?i cannot i cannot.

steadier footing.

im off for a week.which is amazing really.a whole week to do things i want to do.yet i fear i might sleep the week away.maybe not as literally as i might hope but in some abstract sense of waste.yes waste.i dislike waste.it is saddening.like regret.there's a line from a dcfc song that goes

"and this is the chance I never got
to make a move, but we just talk about
the people we've met in the last five years"

and i think that has melancholy written all over it.

khaki boys.

my boys got their guards tab and khaki beret yesterday.after months,finally,we call them fellow guardsmen...

Guards Creed

we are guardsmen warriors
resolute in loyalty
steadfast in commitment
we fight for our country, our home and our family.
land warriors from air and sea
unfailing in toughness
valiant in our actions
we destroy all foes who challenge our mission
we are elite warriors
with daring initiative
we rule the day,we rule the night
always ready
ready to strike!