And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.
- An Apostate\’s Chapel
- BOOKS are the CHEESE to my MACARONI!
- Burroughs Adding Machine
- Pencils at Dawn
- Perception is Reality
- random tantrums
- René Saldaña, Jr.
- Rio Serenidad\’s Weblog
- See Mike Draw
- South Texas Nation
- Stickynote Theatre
- Suddenly Christian
- Susie Bright’s Journal
- The 115- Fear and Loathing in America: Random Babble from the Red-Eyed Counterculture
- the price of love
- the rut.
- unpainted canvas
- Where Conspiracy and Reality Collide
- You\’re no mystery to me