m o n o c h r o m e j u n k i e †photographer. artist. author. singer. songwriter. musician. teacher. student. humanitarian. visionary. addiction counselor. therapist.
Gas station street art: oil and water. Iphone SE. 2.10.22.
The Birth
Eyes squeezed Liquid Pours into the mouth No matter how tight it may be
Murky depths and water Flood the slitted eyes Death in its black and hollow cave Extends a hand, quickly Slapped back by the light Which is growing yellow Fat and bright
Wraps itself around the scene Like a cobra Shedding its last skin
The breath which was muted Comes fast and loud and rough Eyes burst open Liquid spills and rolls down little hills
A final sigh as breath is held Smiles are passed around like Cuban cigars In the other room
More liquid Filling and spilling from eyes The baby cries
The brand: coat-hanger brand, fresh off the fire. Gangrene set in so I had to carve out the infection with a serrated knife in the shower. Good times! And true story. 😎
What is it about a man’s beard that makes everything better in a woman’s world?! Ha…that sounded terribly sexist, but wait feminazis! Let me clarify. I can speak for nobody but myself.
(And on that note, if anything up there offends you (whoever’s reading this), um…you’re probably reading the wrong blog. I make no promises here and I appease no one. I write for me, not the public. I simply allow the public to peek into my life, but make no mistake, I say what I want here.)
So I’ll clarify; what is it about Josh’s beard that quiets the world and mutes the blinding chaos and noise of everyday life? That beard is EPIC. I can sink my face into it and it holds me there in some fantastic space in time- nothing moves- it could be forever for all I know…and then I breathe, and exhale. 😌
Love is a powerful thing, man. It never forgets. Anger and hatred- they’re deaf and blind. But love? Love never forgets. 🔥
Since I accidentally murdered my (almost) $900 VR-Ready HP OMEN gaming laptop a month ago, I’ve been stuck using my Iphone SE for everything. Photoshoots, editing, business letters, online applications, and maaaaany other things- but not least of all- gaming! I’m an avid gamer from the gnarly days of Timex computers, the BBS, SYSOPS, and DOS. Definitely old school.
I was shocked to learn Talos (The Talos Principal) was successfully ported to an Iphone APP. 😲 And my Iphone SE can run it seamlessly- absolutely flawless. Naturally, I’m about to go MIA again for weeks, buuuuut if your name starts with an R or a (MALT D) -I won’t be far; promise. Yeah, my list is SHORT. I keep it that way.
For anyone who hasn’t yet played The Talos Principal, I can’t recommend it highly enough. You’ll need a decent enough system/rig or an Iphone 15+ so if you do, play this phenomenal game! My favourite game of all time.
Know that you’re loved and that I will always love you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you. And you.
And especially you, MALT D. I love you madly but in a very different and most special way because you’re my road dog. You’re not just at the top of the heap, you are the heap. I’ll always be indebted to you first and foremost, forever, yo.
AA (aka: Carp), if you’re reading this, you’re my road dog too! You know it. Hit me up again soon on WF so I can kick your ass again. 😁 I love you very much, hombre, and always will. Always x ♾.
❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️
And for anyone else who’s reading this on St. Valentine’s Day and finds him/her/themselves alone, I hope you know how important you are to others! Know that you are absolutely loved. ❤️
m o n o c h r o m e j u n k i e † 