self sufficient to a t

good lord

Thu, 02 Apr 2009 17:13:45 GMT

LJ STILL EXISTS!?!??!

hey life

Wed, 22 Nov 2006 08:40:18 GMT

for the sake of history,
i led a poetry workshop on 11/15

http://askehbl.wordpress.com/2006/11/10/rooftop-poetry-wprkshop-november-15/
http://www.buffalorising.com/arts/archives/2006/11/beginning_readers_worksho.php

& read these poems on 11/19

the day we lost our limbs
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in the storm there was no way they could catch me.
i’d had too much practice.
i pulled the branches as i ran through the dark
and when they snapped, each and every one
caught a vulture in the face.
i didn’t really know where they’d come from,
maybe they traveled with the snow itself.
i didn’t really know if vultures traveled with blizzards,
i didn’t know much at all, really.
i’d seen them around the city
perched on street lights
hiding behind corners
but never out here.
these were my trees.
i knew them well.
they kept coming, though.
one after another. droves, i tell you.
and i kept running.
i kept tugging on branches to snap back.
the vultures kept dropping.
this went on for hours, branches began to break.
limbs were shattering, and i found it more difficult to find enough ammo
to ward them off.
the mayor,
in the morning,
he said it was the worst storm he’d ever seen
he made no mention of me.
he saw what was left.
he saw what they’d done.
he wouldn’t let them roll the footage of me.
just of trees.

please try again
---------------------------
as instructed, i looked under the cap,
but it read only “sorry! please try again.”
now i know the exclamation point is there for purposes of sincerity,
and i know the cap said please, but
i didn’t really feel i had it in me to ever try again,
for the message was staring at me
in that square font
that can only let you know you’re a real failure.
i know i’ve seen it before
i’m quite sure it’s employed on my bank statement.
on my credit card bills. your handwriting, i swear.
and it will be there,
in all it’s blocky, jagged glory
catching raindrops and scolding them as they
meander down my gravestone.

Wed, 21 Jun 2006 12:06:34 GMT

i'm all set, thanks.

word is

Wed, 22 Jun 2005 14:26:44 GMT

dance.

comeovercomeoverandseemycombover.

Tue, 11 Jan 2005 07:54:36 GMT

the least of her qualities not being a respect for my well established hatred of fleece.

ED'SHAND!!!!!!!!!!<3

ps- a list of current body parts which are in a state of chronic twitching-
-right ear.
-left eyelid.
-left big toe.
-the right side of my neck. that long stringy tendon thing. the big one.

things that aren't twitching-
-my subpar facial hair.

-in other news-
conspirator.
is ALMOST the word pirate.
but so is perspiration.
perspirator.
perspiratecore.
i dont know.
you add it up.

alexander, my older brother.

Tue, 16 Nov 2004 22:46:21 GMT

he
---took
--------her
--------------hand
--------------------and ------------------said
\--------calmly,------------------------------------- quickly,
"dear, i'm afraid i'm much too busy for love. thanks though."
his leather glove
felt no longer warm
&the sabre lillies
seemed immediately to
brown to the cold.

this is serious.

Fri, 12 Nov 2004 04:04:56 GMT

friends,
i write amidst the darkest cloud of concern. i have news and not a bit of it is good. the strangest of occurances ever to occur has occured and i feel again as if this world is not a welcome place. i swear to you, it seems the wind has an obsession with reddening my face and the sidewalk grabs at my ankles as i trudge through the sea of unwelcoming faces. on october ninth, 2004, i received a 12 pound turkey as a gift, if you will, from my mother, god rest her soul. it was the last thing she gave me; well, yes, there were other things that came along with the turkey, all grocery related, but the turkey was, by far, the most significant of the gifts. as the feast and festivities of thanksgiving are now drawing near, i have been considering handling the meal myself. the 12 pound turkey which i had in my possession was the key element, obviously. i was thinking especially fond thoughts of my turkey tonight and as i opened the freezer door, i could not hold in the glee which was bubbling inside my soul. to my bewilderment, as i panned the freezer, i saw frozen pizza, chicken breasts, perogies, and hamburger patties, but there was no turkey to be found. my first reaction was disappointment, as i thought i must have decided i would perhaps put it in the refridgerator and cook it, but after a full inspection of the fridge, there still were zero turkeys in the immediate area. i searched throughout the kitchen, knowing full well that my a.d.d.ish tendencies were capable of anything and was fully expecting to find the turkey underneath the sink or perhaps outside on the patio... but after extensive combing of the area, the turkey is still at large. my next reaction was to call the authorities, so i dialed up the good old buffalo pd to report my missing turkey, but they asked if i was serious and actually were quite rude, telling me to "go out and buy another god damn turkey and stop wasting [their] time." and there you have it; not even the law can help me, the brutalized victim of this tragic crime. my turkey can no longer even be called my turkey, it is merely A turkey, out there in the world somewhere, posessed by someone else who perhaps took it from my grasp as i slept. maybe the turkey was a direct descendant of jesus christ and pulled an amazing resurrection/escape off, but i highly doubt it... or do i? the world does not indeed make sense when a twelve pound bird vanishes into thin air. i fear this can only be interpreted as an act of god and therefore i have decided i cannot continue in this life. it's all been fun, i love you.

happy thanksgiving,
matthew baker thompson.

make it a blockbuster night.

Wed, 10 Nov 2004 08:24:27 GMT

and none of you knew
as you reached the counter at your local blockbuster to check out
your 2 movies
how extensively that man or woman
had been trained
and
that there were EIGHT STEPS to go through before cashing out the customer
(or is it nine?)
or how many days of ridiculously peppy training they battled through
and how many GOD DAMN ACRONYMS THEY HAVE TO MEMORIZE.
just to serve you.

but trust me,
each and every time you rent that movie,
they know what the fuck is up when it comes to cashing your non-elite ass out.

tdr eatkitten

Tue, 09 Nov 2004 12:53:35 GMT

i have the stomach death flu.
i just played halo 2 for 7 hours.
and it was fun.
yay nerds.

old e.

Sat, 06 Nov 2004 07:02:40 GMT

my new haircut sucks.

so much for girls.

sorry, penis.

practice your doggystyle.

Mon, 25 Oct 2004 06:45:53 GMT

if i dont get this job i'm just going to resort to becoming an internet porn star.

i hate privacy.

Fri, 22 Oct 2004 16:34:50 GMT

dear congress,
thanks so much for voting in your latest medical privacy act
it's really convenient that my family doctor can't send my medical records to doctors he refers me to.
because god knows,
who would trust their fucking FAMILY DOCTOR!!?!?!?!?
NOW I HAVE TO FUCKING CALL 9 DOCTORS WHO I'VE SEEN IN THE PAST 4 GOD DAMN YEARS WHO I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER
AND I KNOW WHAT THEY'RE GOING TO SAY.

"oh we can't send those without a signed request."

GOD DAMN YOU CONGRESS!!!!!

love and kisses,
matthewbakerthompson

just marinate and celebrate.

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 23:05:29 GMT

guys n gals,
keep your feelings off my friends page.
i dont care about your feelings.
neither does the internet.
we just care about fun.

and LAZERS

thanks,
matt.

Wed, 20 Oct 2004 23:48:03 GMT

dance partays
friday and saturday nights.
who wants to go?
somebody go.
come on.
go.

AND PROTECT THEM LIKE TREASURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thu, 14 Oct 2004 20:54:54 GMT

...and unfortunately, it seems
the only thing of permanence in my life is
the stain on my shirt
so let your fingers slip from the wine glass
and give me all you've got
i,
After All, Am Amazingly Affordable And Absorbent.

Wed, 13 Oct 2004 03:39:40 GMT

i try to appear as interesting as possible so that
girls still like me even after the mediocre sex.

i'm bored with all of you.

Wed, 13 Oct 2004 02:01:47 GMT

i am interested strictly in
time. &
i've found
the only thing bridging generations is death
the only thing worthwhile
is honestly,
creativity
for, if you could,
i really would like you to
tell me,
what is the point,
if you leave nothing behind?
you're no more important
than a leaf
being ripped to the ground
by gravity
decaying to the point of near nonexistance
adding to the horrible problem
mrs macintosh faces every day
when she goes to turn on her old 27inch
and peter jennings face projects across the room nice n fuzzy
from all that god damn dust.

and here....
http://www.myspace.com/aboynamedpinfold
http://www.myspace.com/mattthompsonandthetrucks
http://www.purevolume.com/ingeborgmygoddess/

musical love.

Fri, 08 Oct 2004 20:57:33 GMT

and now my soul resides in the heating ducts .
i warm for 2 minutes each hour and cool. cool.
cool . so fucking
coool.
i
will make it. you'll see.
you'll be so proud of me,
my sweet sweet friends
you've been here the whole time
holding my hand.
and with my back turned
driving nails through
my feet. but
now things have changed.
you see,
i promise you.
i will be the one holding paper
bags .
and bangs .

and bragging .!!!
to be a believer .

and selling enough. !!!
to be a receiver

i simply feel my feelings

hold far more importance than
= the facade you've failed to fuck into their brains

i simply think
my thoughts

thrive
at higher
temperatures

Tue, 05 Oct 2004 14:02:18 GMT

-----------------------------------I LOVE CAKE!!!!!

-_-_---------______I LOVE CAKE

----------________I LOVE CAKE

-------I LOVE CAKE

------------------WITH FROSTING

------------------------------------------------------------cuz its gooooooooood.

pa-ty-all-da-tihme

Mon, 04 Oct 2004 11:21:34 GMT

it's been a huge birthday party the past 5 days.
in buffalo
rochester
and syracuse.
and the snake the cross the crown is asleep all over my apartment.
they're sweet dudes.
from alabama.

oh i forgot. (excellent summary provided in bold)

Fri, 01 Oct 2004 15:23:36 GMT

i got 1.knocked da fuck out.
at unearth.
by the elbow of2.a guy whos arms were, (and are, i would imagine)
larger in girth than my torso.
(unintentionally. obbbbbbbbbbb)
but 3.joshua williammee.(i cant spell that name with too many two letter combos.)wwiilliiaammmmeee,.
he saved me. and i will forever have a crush on him and when i listen to his 4.satanic metal music, i will feel not possessed by the devil, but warm only fuzzies radiating from my heart.
they gave me 5.free water.
probably so that i wouldnt sue them.
the best part was
the lack of a 6.seizure.

a tale of souls and swords.

Fri, 01 Oct 2004 14:53:25 GMT

alright everyone.
here's the dill.
1.i am matthew.
i am supposed to be in buffalo.
at work.
working.
with retards.
no really.
paying rent.
and my phone bill.

2.i am matthew.
i am not even close to being in buffalo.
not working.
out of money.
dalmations have some white nails and some black.
there's this wooden head carving with hair on it and it looks real.
this housei \s full of smoke.
what is victoria's secret
i have nothing to do.

the antichrist. conspiracy.

Thu, 23 Sep 2004 21:25:12 GMT

I dont know if you guys know about this,
but apparently,
the devil was behind 911.
george w bush is, in fact, a satanist. the israelis attacked the USS liberty intending to kill everyone on board.
AND...
Lucifer is the god of the jews.
i dont know if you knew all that...

because i didn't...

until i went to

www.antichristconspiracy.com .
they have a free book in pdf form
telling you all about all of it.

so there you have it.
lucifer is my god.

oh.

Thu, 23 Sep 2004 02:25:06 GMT

if you're straight edge, it's ok to do a few lines every once in awhile.
as long as you cross them
so that they form an X.

small doses. daily.

Mon, 20 Sep 2004 05:57:28 GMT

1i went over thurrrrrrrrr to that norma jean show last wednesday.
2rocked the absinthe mosh like no other.
3i'm going to see it in erie on tuesday again. i dont even really like norma jean, but i don't really have anything else to do. so round two of the absinthe mosh is bound to please.
4and kate just may possibly maybe be there. which would just be a bundle of cuteness . .. .like a puppy.
5i'm getting a car soon.
6so i'll come visit everyone.
7wherever they are.
8 hardcore's gotten really old. i just mostly laugh at shows now.
9which obviously is why i'm in this new band.
10it's not just for the head.
11i really love the music.
xoxo.