August 2, 2006
Dave has his way....
He appears like a stray and leaves his marks,
his manners are rough and tumble..
but once curled up on your lap while being stroked he purrrrs
and mumbles little miauws of satisfaction..
His dramatic blue eyes are filled with deep longing for recognition to be met, to share....and once that's met he loves with such dedication and affection...his loyalty runs deep,deeper then any man,I'll tell you that!!!!
Dave has his way...
He just wants to come home ,no longer a stray
I love this man and have great respect
for his dreams are his vessel,
he'll travel the seas,the beyond,the above...
he'll do anything for the gift of love..
By now you can tell,I sure care for this pet..
He's my favorate cat!!!
I luv ya....
Miauwwww..
April 18, 2005
ahhhhh dazey*lave...
my lover, my slave (only in the red ruffle panties)…
fellow wanderer of the esoteric and existential…
the cavernous aspects of being, the blind spot and its possibilities…
companion in the slightly cynical, slightly sinister, and slightly enraged. or deranged.
***with shared glimpses of a silver lining...
(-or is that pollution?)***
co-conspirator of a new world order of gorgeous chaos
devotee of the dance party…
my live-in manipulator of the nasty (nasty) breaks
the one who gets to see the underbelly of mizu, the darker terrain...
my sleepy burner twin flame...
proponent of breaking open heads, proprietor of his own pathway,
progeny of the bass, & prophet of the nympholeptic….
if you meet the ravicher on the road, give the boy an apple.
he likes ‘em.
and he deserves ‘em too.
i luves ya, daze….
your*mizu
January 30, 2005
Who can kick it with the vinyl and build the firepit too?
This guy.
Who can rock trains like Lionel and isn't afraid to be woo?
This guy.
Who can put you at ease and make you glad to be you?
This guy.
Who?
Yeah, that's right.
November 18, 2004
Did you ever have that guy at Burning Man who just randomly kept coming around camp and made you feel glad you didn't skip going? That's my boy, Ravicher...
Cool and collected, you just can't deny a fella like this one. Though he manage to scurry off with one of our women folk - which is fine, I suppose.
Thanks, Dave. Kick it...
July 16, 2004
Monkeytree, my first student in the art of garbage mouth. His skills are becoming fine-tuned -- beautifully poignant pointless words -- complete ridiculousness.
Rock on garbage mouth...rock on.
