michael reid rubenstein
michael reid rubenstein
- Location
- Chicago, Illinois, U.S.A.
- Birthday
- January 05
- Title
- uuuuhhhhh?
- Company
- world, universe
- Bio
- www.michaelrubenstein.org
MY RECENT POSTS
- sycophant slave snakes up leg
of movie actress dictator
February 27, 2011 09:30AM - dead-end
February 24, 2011 10:20AM - Nancy is a new generation
February 21, 2011 06:30AM - quit talking let's eat
February 20, 2011 11:45AM - LiLo
February 09, 2011 05:06PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Shannon xxomrr”
March 20, 2011 04:56PM - “Pavanne you never cease
to amaze me strangely
attractive am i
an
exhibitionist af…”
March 12, 2011 08:07PM - “have not got around to
seeing Coen brother's version
but
recently watched Jon
Way…”
February 21, 2011 08:22AM - “i love this too funny
and also totally enjoy your
usages
Razzle Dazzle thank
you…”
February 20, 2011 12:38PM - “practice pranayama sweet
queen angel clear your altar
look
beyond passing
clouds…”
February 07, 2011 04:19PM
Michael reid rubenstein's Links
- New list
- http://www.michaelrubenstein.org/
distance
the distance between life and death, soft breeze on shoulders, scent of ylang ylang, taste of ocean. remember to forget. god, i used to love women, their eyes, voice, giggles, calves, hair, nipples, knees, throat, butt. did another 9/11 happen? was i off swimming or passed out? did you hear the… Read full post »
trouble
everything is changing. i am still the same, a few weird hairs growing, a deepening sadness. shops go out of business, people move away, street locations disappear, reappear as different, langauge confounds or betrays. i wander, searching, wondering what will happen next. this restless unpredicabilit… Read full post »
new day
move on. don't look back. no matter what happened, push ahead. start something new, new painting, different colors. no matter how much damage mar the past, go forward. think positive. dream good results. keep hope burning in your heart. move on.
notes from under house of rising sun

maybe it all comes down to strength and weakness, sadly. i confess being weak. yes, i've lived and acted courageously, but ultimately, dropped the ball when it mattered, fumbled my destiny. i could not say no to an easy blow job, or something like that. listenining to my parents… Read full post »
7/28/09
we are born into a family. we die into the unknown. silence in a sun parched garden. hot winds in 108 degree heat. i'm growing venomous fangs and a tail that rattles. genealogy, personality,… Read full post »
near

tonight i feel like a drink, a dozen drinks, a hundred thousand million billion trillion drinks. tonight i do not exist, never existed, not even a trace, the perfect crime. tonight i want to fly the coop and not wake up tomorrow. it's a luscious night for a loon… Read full post »
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