Buddy

I miss that black, fury beast with juicy kiss and snuffling bliss
The one that smelt like death, ate garbage and shared his breath
He was always sandy, wet and doggy but his mind was never foggy
He rolled in beachy dead things, came back with stinky offerings
His undigested gifts wrapped in plastics, ropes and gaskets
Whatever I threw away he found, even below the ground
He never gave up on me, even when I acted angerly
He was!

Keyboard's a Whore

Dust, dirt, numbers and letters
I could spell the grime and give it value, decorate it with a little hair
What is the hair...an eye lash, pubic?
Nice!
A Wiki search, porn, YouTube
I think I see a fingernail in between "F" and "G"
I Googled the shit outta that one
Ew!
This keyboard is filthy

Brother

I remember the time...
When memories ran deep and the feelings were fresh and cold
Its been four years, way too long
I think I forgot the words to the song
I share his past and he mine, but we walked a different line
He came to visit, reminisce and climb a moment we both will miss
I loved him and now I love him
...I just remembered

The Champion

He had won. He was too old, an unknown, an underdog of such proportion that his winning could only be described as a miracle.
In his one and only media interview he was asked how he did it. He answered, "The only way that miracles exist is through doubt. I did what I did because I believed it. People who believed it was a miracle or otherwise,  doubted. I'm not special. I didn't find the cure for cancer, or save humanity from itself. All I did was swim one length of the pool really, really fast. It took hard work, tears, sweat and even blood on occasion. But I trained and lived in the now and never doubted that I could do it from moment to moment. I'm not a hero and I don't wish to be. I don't want money or fame. I just want to live my life alone and be happy. "
Then the interviewer pressed the Champion more and asked, "Is there a secret to success?" The Champion answered, "No."
The interviewer looked puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?" The Champion answered, "There's no secret only the illusion. You still doubt what I did otherwise you would accept it without question.  I've been accused of cheating, using drugs and even making deals with the devil, but the only thing I can be guilty of is a trick. I created an illusion in which I was a champion and I believed it. The trick was that you all doubted it. That's a miracle."

Windows and Tic Tac Toe