michael reid rubenstein

love me tender love me true all my dreams fulfilled

michael reid rubenstein

michael reid rubenstein
Location
Chicago, Illinois, U.S.A.
Birthday
January 05
Title
uuuuhhhhh?
Company
world, universe
Bio
www.michaelrubenstein.org

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SEPTEMBER 24, 2009 3:38AM

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 »

SEPTEMBER 23, 2009 12:03AM

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 »

SEPTEMBER 6, 2009 10:25AM

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.

AUGUST 29, 2009 12:28AM

notes from under house of rising sun

  1h

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 »

JULY 29, 2009 1:31AM

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 »

JULY 4, 2009 11:08PM

near

  2h

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 »