The Night Steals The Moon

Insomnia stole me

and I unfortunately met my door

somewhere between yesterday

and the clouds.

Tucked myself in

between a few sheets of paper

and curled up next to a princess.

The moon disappeared

into the trees,

into the distant orange mountains.

Tufts of cloud hair

recede like hair lines

on libraries and dorms.

The sun introduced

itself to the sky,

the color of blood

before it rips through the skin

and soon the inside of your eyelids

while waking in the damp grass.

on repeat

one day i saw a friend played a song 96 times in a row. i didn't understand it at the time.

winter cleaning

during a sweep of my hard drive, i discovered this little forgotten nugget...

Iron Flavoured Frame from Davey Rockwell on Vimeo.

Filly Pholk Fest 2009

Are you craving Philly Folk Fest yet? I kind of am. Here's a taste. Click. Download. Listen. You'll make the Green Man happy...http://www.mediafire.com/?31amrymwznj

Happy

Songs and videos like this make me just want to go out and tell everyone how awesome they are.

Yes, you are all beautiful and wonderful.

I thank Beck for hipping me to this happiness.

real comic 1

Something Different. Something Interesting.

"i just feel. so different lately."

"I'm gonna kill you, you old fool" --Jim Morrison

Charlie Manson was an artist,

made collages with humans.

Jim Morrison was a murderer,

killed himself with Heroin.

Do you think he really died?

Or just learned how to live without moving?

I learned to move without living,

to love without telling,

to dance without thinking,

to write without meaning,

to be a spectacle.

Is prison where bad people go

or where good people avoid?

You never hear about Morrison’s family,

Except when he talks about killing them.

You always hear about the Manson family

and their horrific art.

Marilyn Manson is the combination of Charlie, Jim.

He is a spectacle.

I never understood him as a kid

and never understood myself as an adult.