DIRTY BOMBS Pen an Ink. © Dec 8th 2011. By Leighton Kelly     •    We all got that dark side don’t we? that part of us that always seems to come out at the worst times or that shadows us thru our lives. but is it really that bad? ugly sure, disturbing, ya can be but its something we can all commiserate with if we are feeling safe enough with each other to admit it.  then you got the those people who can never admit it. those people really get me. you know the type, staring into your eyes in an unblinking gaze that says “i have nothing to hide and if you look away first i win the deep person contest” god i hate that. those slimy swamis and supreme goddesses who got you beat at being better at the deepness. cuz you know thats what it is.. a spiritual staring contest. well you know what? you win. cuz the last thing i want to do is look at that buggy eyed face staring deep into my soul. thats my soul and you only get that when you cop to your flaws.  use that poker face to play some poker in a basement with cigars and cheap whisky. its a real person party under a lamp casting long shadows. also we have snacks and a boombox so we all set. dont bring anything.

DIRTY BOMBS

Pen an Ink. © Dec 8th 2011. By Leighton Kelly

    •    We all got that dark side don’t we? that part of us that always seems to come out at the worst times or that shadows us thru our lives. but is it really that bad? ugly sure, disturbing, ya can be but its something we can all commiserate with if we are feeling safe enough with each other to admit it.  then you got the those people who can never admit it. those people really get me. you know the type, staring into your eyes in an unblinking gaze that says “i have nothing to hide and if you look away first i win the deep person contest” god i hate that. those slimy swamis and supreme goddesses who got you beat at being better at the deepness. cuz you know thats what it is.. a spiritual staring contest. well you know what? you win. cuz the last thing i want to do is look at that buggy eyed face staring deep into my soul. thats my soul and you only get that when you cop to your flaws.  use that poker face to play some poker in a basement with cigars and cheap whisky. its a real person party under a lamp casting long shadows. also we have snacks and a boombox so we all set. dont bring anything.