i only work well under pressure

what brought this about you ask?

Im writing my 3-5 introduction paper for my poetry anthology project due tomorroe between 5-7..now.

and im already on page 2.

EDIT: um right after i typed that..my comp crashed. i had just saved my page 1..whew.

the brian icon brought me luck.

because i love my revised poem ever so much

The indentations of our organs
(during lovemaking)


I can feel his
large intestines
against my belly
when he lies on top of me
Like a cat on a couch.
I push my belly back,
leaving an imprint
of my liver on his side.
A temporary indentation
to feel the excesses
I devoured in my quest for him.

We rest.
Our organs find their places
as our limbs intertwine
like a knot in calf muscle.

oy vey

so im trying to put together my poetry. and i have to use the comp in my parents room.

and guess what my dad is reading to me?

his religious literature. oy vey.

now its about the poor cracked boy. the best line?

"he had a new super boss now. It was crack"

oh man..that was funny.

ok thank god im leaving in 30min for denton.