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I saluted the army offical as we rode past him, as I had always been instructed to do. But I wasn’t sure what it meant, to be honest. The rule of military on my island made it hard to understand things, and more often then not – it was a simple matter of doing it rather then understanding why.

Posted By Luke On 07.02.2010 @ 6:42 am

The trend usually set by the girl, was to put out as much as possible. This caused her, in some of the eyes of her peers to be – “cool”. However, he saw her for something more then that, and because of his taking time to actually see the real her – she loved him

Posted By Luke On 07.01.2010 @ 4:43 am

I I took the stone chizel and slowly began to work. I wanted to perfect this form, to make it the most perfect thing I had ever seen. Besides her I meant. Nothing was as perfect as she had been.

Posted By Luke On 06.29.2010 @ 12:24 pm

As the spikes on the monitor became shallow and chaotic, I looked to the fluorescent lights above me one final time. I thought that if I just watched them flicker with the utmost resolve; never blinking, never wavering, then perhaps my heart would spike with the same fire and life as the electric hum coursing through that light’s veins. The question was never what I would die for, it was what I wouldn’t give to live.

Posted By Luke On 06.29.2010 @ 7:19 am

A fossil was a nice way to put his looks. He wore thick, old, coke bottle glasses – ones that seemed only an owl would have reason for wearing. He stood there stupidly, waiting for some sign of movement.

Posted By Luke On 06.28.2010 @ 7:05 am

Her skin was like velvet, spread evenly over her entire body. It was such a beauty, that it paralyzed me as I looked at her. She was simply breathtaking.

Posted By Luke On 06.27.2010 @ 7:22 am

Her skin was as smoothj as velvet. It spread evenly over her entire body, in such a way that paralyzed me in her beauty. I was simply stunned.

Posted By Luke On 06.27.2010 @ 7:21 am

As her words dripped from her lips like velvet sheets along my skin, I shuddered to think what my words tasted like. My words bitter and terse; I did not deserve such eloquence.

Posted By Luke On 06.26.2010 @ 9:04 pm

As her words dripped from her lips like velvet sheets along my skin, I shuddered to think what the words tasted like. Bitter and terse, I did not deserve such eloquence.

Posted By Luke On 06.26.2010 @ 9:03 pm

As I waltz from triviality to triviality, I find my elegant walk through day to day life disturbingly and expertly dull. If only I’d learned to swing when I was young.

Posted By Luke On 06.21.2010 @ 1:09 am

I couldn’t help but find him revolting. His posture lax, his hair dripping with grease and putrescence; all I could see was a homeless puppy, his pathos his only redeeming quality. The pity he inspired a trap for the unsuspecting, I fell for him. Those days with him are years past now, but I still struggle with one final question. Who’s more revolting: the man who made the trap or the woman who fell into it?

Posted By Luke On 06.19.2010 @ 3:02 pm

Without my father telling me who to be and where to go, I’m lost in a sea of midlife crises and fudge ice cream. We all knew he had to leave this world sometime, but one can never fully anticipate the shock, the anger, and the fear that follows. I miss him.

Posted By Luke On 06.19.2010 @ 2:06 am

I wash my hands and wash my hands and wash my hands. I’d stop if they’d let me, but that would be too easy. It must be done just right. Below the right knuckle, then inbetween the right pinky and right ring finger, then above the left middle finger. Wait, or was it the left pointer finger? Oh well, here we go again…

Posted By Luke On 06.14.2010 @ 1:13 am

Science is the chasing of knowledge and the explaining of the universe. It compliments religion, not disproves it. It is a foundation for new knowledge.

Posted By luke On 06.06.2010 @ 11:13 pm

Rusty, moldy, crooked, crusty things, they are, too. Stretch, tug, and pop they go.

Posted By Luke On 05.28.2010 @ 1:33 pm

Everything is connected. My arm muscle thingy to my hand muscle thingy to my finger to my yo-yo to your face.

Posted By Luke On 05.25.2010 @ 3:31 pm

Rocket blasts off! Did anyone read Ray Bradbury’s the Marian Chronicles? Lots of 50s rockets and great stories. Speaking of, since I’m enlisting, maybe I should be an Army aviator…I could be the first guy from Norristown to be blasted into outer space!

Posted By Luke On 05.23.2010 @ 4:51 pm

I made an account because I love the idea of this website. But I keep getting sandwich. A big, bullshit sandwich…

Posted By Luke On 05.21.2010 @ 8:08 pm

Turning. Don’t know where to go. Just take the next road and hope it leads you where you’re going.

But then, roads weren’t meant for destinations. They were meant for journeys. And a detour can make that journey all the better.

Posted By Luke On 05.01.2010 @ 11:09 pm

are the thing i fear the most. they stare through you vacantly as though you aren’t there. or maybe they’re looking right into you, and see how absent, how vacuous you are. and sometimes, from the corner of your eye, they seem to move.

but sometimes i like dolls.

im strange that way.

Posted By Luke On 04.28.2010 @ 10:05 am

Potatoes are good. they made a rap with what Sam from Lord of the rings said about potatoes… it was cool. boil um mash um stick um in a stue. I like potatoes. om nom nom nom. food

Posted By luke On 04.16.2010 @ 4:31 pm

deer

Posted By Luke On 04.13.2010 @ 9:23 pm

I was in the subway last week. A man looked at me. I could tell all he wanted was to talk, but the streets these days…I just wanted to get home. I cried myself to sleep that night.

Posted By Luke On 04.14.2010 @ 11:58 pm

eat a large tasty foot long. five pounds of fresh meat and forty thousand pounds of delight. I want balgne and cranberry sauce please. Give my my bing bang for my little buck and take me fore a rdeliciosa ride. five bucks YES please. give it tooooooooooo meeeeeeeeeeee . I ldon’t want your crappy oil and vineagar just lots of veggies and don’t skimp on the jalapenos motha fucka. now give me my sub and if you ask for the meal deal you are a dead sandwich officionado.

Posted By luke On 04.14.2010 @ 9:41 pm

i hope all is well.

Posted By luke On 05.03.2009 @ 7:32 am

the floor the house what! sweepstakes sweep the house for people sweep mop dry clean weep with an s hey ho there goes the cat i like chicken, sweep the chicken off the cat doodle dodle doodle dodle hey hey im on a fuckin website trying to think so i can do my fuckin homework

Posted By luke On 05.01.2009 @ 10:22 pm

meter measure dont i hate time nooooooo why do i do this to myself i neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed another meter of creativity omg g g g g g g g g g g g gg g gg g g do it or dont do it or dont i just blew my headsets aggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhdhhhhdhdhdasfadsfadsjfladsfjsfjadsfkadjfkfadfjadfsadfjakfadjfka faprocrastinating again i always do this wasting time

Posted By luke On 05.14.2009 @ 8:07 pm

She came to offer condolences, but the brown boxes were already taped up, and her car was still running.

Posted By Luke On 05.13.2009 @ 5:31 am

We hadn’t seen each other for a while, but his smile was the same. From the roof, dusk was spilling across the sky, and into our eyes, and tomorrow, everything would be normal again.

Posted By Luke On 05.10.2009 @ 5:10 am

Wolverine pretends to not know where he came from but if you look him dead in the eye it’s clear he’s a fraud. Adamantium doesn’t exist, he’s just using sellotape and tungsten screws, and sooner or later Magneto and Sabretooth are going to get wise. Once winter comes, he’ll be nothing but rust and glue.

Posted By Luke On 05.04.2009 @ 7:16 am