1 mspaintbro + stuff I look at while I draw.

luv u mspaintbro.

I spend my days

on hate and mymoney

onwastedtime

sick of this town

losten route

a death mask

madeofplaster cast

to the visage

of independence

kept down

bycircumstance,

a starcrossed lover

jaywalking,

blindfolded.

chew lightbulbs in the morning
rolling on skateboardwheels
thinking about you
no matter how hard I try
not tostare at the sun
I can't look away.
blinding brilliant burnout kids
with bad habits
and selfdestructive tendencies
fighttheirenemies.

The post-it notes uncurled over time.
The remnants adhered to the
insides of dead yellow
soldiers
on the great beige, low pile, battlefield.
Everything I own is
now covered
in a fine layer
of psychedelic neon
snowfall.
Oranges, blues, pinks,
off-whites.
prescriptions, quick fixes.
Band aids over bullet holes.
Hold that mirror up to your face
a little longer,
maybe you'll notice
your reflection,
and gain a new perspective,
trying to read between the lines.

Well I guess it's about time to get started.

Here are some classics from the months past. Let us know what you think! If you would like anything we'll be more than happy to supply. We do requests!

Lead Paint Popsicles

I'm gonna bang my head
around til my teeth hurt.
Its going to get real manic soon.
All my fingers twisting.
And the chemicals in my
brain firing off like
bootleg bottlerockets.

You will see that Dan and I have been busy. lots of images and whats nots to come. We've began scanning and uploading pages of our sketchbooks. Hopefully they'll help you get to know us!

We Just Wanna Be Your Friends

Sooner or later!

Hello there! Sorry to be slacking, but times are changing and we need a bit to prepare ourselves for the season ahead. We promise more posts are to come, along with numerous radical pieces of art for you to see. Please remember to always make everyday the best day ever!

I have easy internet access and you don't so I'm posting poems without your permission....sorry

The Length of a Day
Ups and downs
and the pros
and cons of
living a life
of constant demolition
and
construction
implosion and
explosion personal
and private
sometimes
you have
to cut down
dead trees
so that
the living may grow.
It is a sign
of how things
can change,
in beautiful
new ways
that will
both terrify
and amaze upon
closer inspection
it is just
like our problems.
Constantly
changing and
yet static
like a television
stuck between
channels of
communication.
Forever mixing
conflicting signals
from satellites
signiying the expansion
of conceptual
information
that has no
bearing upon
how
you should
really live
your life
because you are going
to die
but these words
which don't
exist will
out last
me


and


you


and



everybody...

Hi

We will make something
out of everything,
stars and shadows
sticks and stones.
Together, you and I
we will build cities
of our own.