I believe in fires at midnight
when the dogs have all been fed
A golden toddy on the mantle;
a broken gun beneath the bed.
Silken mist outside the window--
Frogs and Newts slip in the dark.
Too much hurry ruins a'body:
I'll sit easy; fan the spark

Kindled by the dying embers of another working day
Go upstairs: take off your make-up--
Fold your clothes neatly away.
Me, I'll sit and write this love song
As I all to seldom do--
Build a little fire this midnight:
It's good to be back home with you.

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Primus : Knoxville 2014 Gig Poster by Tom Whalen  / Website / Tumblr

18” X 24” 4 color screen prints, S/N regular edition of 200 and variant edition of 25. Available HERE.


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Here’s to 2014! (photo credit: Pamela Diedrich / How Was The Show)


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I meant to post this a couple weeks ago.  Better late than never, right?


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When I was a freshman, my sister was in eighth grade. There was a boy in two of her periods who would ask her out every single day. (Third and seventh period, if I remember correctly.) All day during third and seventh she would repeatedly tell him no. She didn’t beat around…



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do you ever get cuddle frustrated? Not sexually frustrated, but just get really frustrated and asdfghklg because you’re not cuddling someone right now and you just really need to feel someone with their arms around you and bury your face in their neck and just feel them close