The evening falls onto the West
The silent breeze speaks quietly
Onto to the hollow beat of the breast.
The solid titanium quadrant of your brain
escapes the beginning of the end
And silently says you should refrain.
You are the best. She is the worse.
Forever burn unto to the toast
blackened ripe with solitary hope.
Draining, she has in store
For excessive possession of one’s dope
Collapse unto your shoulder floor.
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441 Magazine is a new publication I started with Mariel and Paul Marin (they’re cousins) and tonight we just wrapped up our first video shoot with the band BLOK. Here’s a photo of BLOK. I’m hoping awesome things are going to be in the works with 441. It already seems to be blowing up and we haven’t even produced the first issue yet! This would actually turn me off because of all the hype happening before actually producing anything, but in this case it seems to me that I’ll fine. Either that or I just don’t care about the ‘pressures’ anymore. Be free. Be alive. Do what you want. Rock on Garth. Rock on Wayne. BLING!

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