stalker god

first he demands my love

and if i don't deliver
holds over me the threat of

punishment.

pain.

demands an exact accounting of
my deeds
my desires
my thoughts

and uses
those sacred
private things
to make me weaker,
to control me

he demands that i bear
his immense love
without question
with doglike devotion
without a thought of betrayal
or a moment of doubt

and he demands that i do it
forever

just think
if you had a lover like that
they'd put them in jail

thrasher?

In my ill spent youth I was quite the thrasher, but it's been 10 years since I've fooled around on a board, so when i found paul's board lying around at work, sort of crying like, I had to put it through it's paces... unbeknownst to me Mr. Coffee had a digicam running, and caught all my foolishness.

how artfully he accomplishes his "Ollie!"
of course, careful observation of every skateboarder in the world will show you that no skateboarder anywhere can complete any trick without, well, you know...

falling.