Friday, July 14, 2006


Wednesday, July 12, 2006

here it comes... the Fingerwing Vlog

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I never ate
that grease dish
you cooked
in my dream
last night

I can still see
the giant fish buried
in chunky pork fat
slow cooked until
the fat melt
just right

I would never eat
such a dish

Gross me out
is your favorite
game to play
so go ahead
cook that dish
over and over

Monday, July 10, 2006


the canvas is not clean,
there is a little bit of dirt in everything,
we hit a point of no return,
you and I,
what's next I do not want to see...

fingerwing, fingerwing, fingerwing,

this lyric I'm writing without a melody,
the bleeding has not stopped since you
poked me,
what can I do other than running away,
catch me...

waving, waving, waving.