Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Jasmine














The Sampaguita Bloom

That soft aroma

It encased me for days

Kept locked in your aura

The flickering candle

Kindling in your eye

The pink curve

That beauty, called your smile

It lingers here

A memory forever

The future now

Who knows what will whether?

Friday, July 10, 2015

Solar Jihad

There's been so much in the news lately about that solar powered airplane making its trip across the globe. I've been thinking a lot about it.
I was thinking how great it would be to have ab eviornmentally friendly jihad.
Could you imagine a solar powered terrorist? He's flying into New York city at 40 mph. He flies up towards the side of a building screaming, Allahu Ackbar! Top speed, whacks the side of the building, SLAP,  then falls straight down like Wiley Coyote.
Then he's at the base of the building, Still alive and confused as fuck. Where are my virgins?