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Sunday, December 22, 2013
Friday, December 6, 2013
Word Problem
Cam sat in algebra for 2 hours. The last hour was twice as excruciating as the first. During the second hour, the teacher began problem solving in paragraph form.
These word problems were 5 times nuttier that expected.
Calculate the time it takes for Cam's medulla to vacate his anus.
---Cam
F’n Congress!
you
motley ship of fools
For
the men atop steered the boat
and
now we all must loose
The
burg we struck came up slow
and
ya know we all had time
But
mammon is strong
and
sings along
lusting
for your mind
So
instead o turning left or right
you
know they steered us down
'Cause
the men atop could've stopped
but
they’re all a bunch of clowns
So
hoist your scotch and give a shout
to
the men we have elected
Who
sent us to an icy grave
thinkin'
they’re respected
---Cam
Tube Steak Inspired by a YouTube writing exercise
brittle like skittles
fun to gnaw on
the candy shell encompassing what poets’ long to taste
Rags
tattered
soaking up despair
when worn as
clothing enhances a person’s real beauty
Tongue
holding it can help
you succeed
holding it with two
hands has the opposite effect
Green blades
sharp enough to cut
the wind
soft enough to
sleep on
Cigarettes
give you an orgasm
strong enough to
kill you
A naked light bulb
shines brighter
than a clothed one
for it isn’t shy
Road kill
died trying
Home
a place I have never
truly been
if I ever got there
I would probably leave
---Cam
My Culture
My culture boarders on knowledge and ignorance, generativity vs. stagnation and I am always moving sideways more than forward.
I’m half trash, half refined, and my past is gone. My future is brighter than many, today is OK. I don’t know where I fit in, or what my purpose is except to live. I write more than I watch TV, a lot more, and that has made all the difference
I am lost with direction, and therefore I am not afraid.
---Cam
Thursday, December 5, 2013
Spinning
Delicious grey fog swirling inside the canopy of trees at dusk
Making the blackness of the paved trail surreal
Tunneling through at speed, listening to the winding of gears
Spinning
My love ever closer
Brisk wind fills my lungs and tickles my tongue
Joy fuels my legs
Heart pounding in the wind
Faster and faster I pedal
Knowing her tender embrace awaits
---Cam
Applewit
O’ I just wasn’t right
And needed some fiber
So I grabbed me an apple
And sat down beside her
As I bite down
I heard me a rumble
And keeled over
And started to stumble
Before I could make it
To the porcelain commode
Er heard my bowels growl
And felt em explode!
My trousers collected all I suspected
As I convulsed on the floor, with hygiene neglected
Er I lay sobbing
Twitching and drooling, cause my anus was throbbing
As I faded away
Er felt a moment of wit
What I could I say?
But holy shit!
---Cam
K.T.C
Clear blue eyes and raven lines
Ruby lips and rounded hips
A goofy smile and sultry style
A mind full of quips
Angst is drawn to her
Pain a pawn for her
Intense as the summer sky
A mind dark and jaded
Full of blood and beauty faded
Hers will never die
Passion unknown to me
Thoughts a mystery
Beauty as sweet as a lie
Awake and alive
in my mind
---Cam
Fill Er Up
I came to CLC to fill my bucket with knowledge
They took me in to drain me of cash
Now my bucket is half full,
and my wallet is empty
But now I have a piece of paper
I can wad up and use
to keep my bucket from leaking
---Cam
Lessened
Shamed at a glance
Breath it be labored
Tears at my cheek
Face be it wretched
Soul, so so faded
Song of a dying
Less of a man
---Cam
My Affair with Sci-Fi
At first, I boldly went with everyone else …
But after America’s last best hope for sci-fi
I was left fracked in the head, but shiny!
Now I’m getting steam punked over at 13 with Tesla and the gang
I aimed to misbehave
So I took the red pill and not the blue
and now I’m even more fracked in the head
but now I know, I just KNOW the truth is out there!
---Cam
Algebra Theorem
Algebra is lot like horse shit; to use it, you have to spread it around. If you pile too much on at once, all you’re left with is a big pile of shit.
---Cam
Canoness of Hope
Canoness of Hope
Women of Reason
I am the lessor without you
Halved, alone
Isolated
From your warmth
Your compassion
Your care
Only with my abbess to guide me
Will the bleeding cease
For there is no man without woman
And no Church
Without Sister
---Cam
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